FOR THOSE WHO FIGHT FOR WILDLIFE: YOUR SYMPHONY.

There's a song rings through the mountains:

There's a rhythm in every stream.

There's a tune that roars where the eagle soars

Played over every prairie green.

In the frozen waste you'll hear it vibrate

A tune so sweetly serene.

The desert sands - a whispering band

Of soft notes of harmony.

While some ignore, deaf to the roar,

Or just hear cacophony,

Those who care will be there

And sing Nature's symphony.

There's a song in the crash when sea and Earth clash,

As a wave breaks on rocky shore.

Can you hear golden leaves from Autumn trees fall?

There's a song in there and more.

A bird may sing as the season brings forth

A return to the pleasures of Spring

And from the chill drape of Winters embrace

Daffodils will trumpet their worth.

For those who strive to protect natural life

There is a song that you will hear.

You'll do your part to share with heart

And spread music everywhere.

There's a song rings through the mountains:

There's a rhythm in every stream.

Will you join in singing chorus

Or will you chant her requiem?

Can you hear that joyful singing

A tune so sweet and strong.

Some will never hear it ringing

While others sing along.

The hearts are strong of those in song,

And stand up and sing out supreme.

I'll join you in the chorus

I'll not sing her requiem.

FOR THOSE WHO FIGHT FOR WILDLIFE: YOUR SYMPHONY.

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