A field stretches out before you
Its grass is wet with dew
And in each tiny drop of water
Is hope and faith anew

For in your world of matter
So many little things
Represent the larger world
Of which all nature sings

All that you see is just a part
A microcosm small
For in each drop of matter
Rests a portion of the All

It’s all interconnected
Every thing that does exist
For one without the other
Would soon fail to subsist

The lack of understanding
With which your world is rife
Comes from not respecting
The sanctity of life

What you do to one, you do to all
Be it man or plant or earth
For all share the self-same essence
All are linked ‘til death from birth

If you could only see the way
All life is thus connected
More reverently you’d take each step
More life would be respected