“What am I?” said the sparrow to the creek as he crossed.
“You’re a voice in the high bough,
You’re a song for the lost.”
“What am I?” Said the creek now to the rocks down below.
“You’re a force wind a blowing
your own way to go.”
“Who am I?” Asked the traveler to the yon mountain peaks
They said, “You’re the refuge that somebody seeks.”
He replied, “You’re mistaken. I’m nothing to no one.”
“Well then, you’re not looking around you enough.”
And the ocean asks, “Who am I?” To the ship.
“You’re the strong roots upholding; you keep me adrift.”
Sink the doubt out of your heart
Cast your net wide of love
Sink the doubt out of your heart
Cast your net wide of love
Sink the doubt out of your heart
Cast your net wide of love
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