The sea roared,
floods literally clapped their hands,
mountains sang for joy,
that's about the gist of it -
And what if......
goodness were just
a matter of feeling good
and kindness just
a matter of feeling happy?
I'd let you cut in front,
"Be my guest,"
I'd minister to a child,
bending down, lowering
my voice a notch or two.
The sea roared,
floods clapped their hands,
mountains sang for joy, and
goodness hovered o're
the face of the water.
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