fresh woods and pastures new

a trivial beginning yet one potent birth
each body is so small so weak so frail
there's nothing like it we see on this earth

in its commencement there's a deal of mirth
and everyone adds their measure to the tale
a trivial beginning yet one potent birth

growth upwards there is and growth in girth
each one is different and none remains stale
there's nothing like it we see on this earth

from a small seed comes a tree of great worth
from this adventure none but cowards quail
a trivial beginning yet one potent birth

each starts adrift but each one finds their berth
against all fortunes we at times may rail
there's nothing like it we see on this earth

still every river comes at last to firth
the ocean lies beyond and all must sail
a trivial beginning yet one potent birth
there's nothing like it we see on this earth