Stop And Think

Stop and think - - - - - - - - - With an axe he moved out To do his job at a work-spot He was capable and potent In the first day fifteen trees He cut down with ease Next day happy with ten trees And the tally going down With every succeeding days 'I must be losing my sinews He thought with frightful eyes' But when was the last time You sharpened you axe 'Sharpen? I know not the time Only busy cutting trees' Our lives are like that It seems everyone is busier than ever But less happy than ever Pause and think a moment Oh my dear You will find beauty Concealed in every small thing See that small, lonely flower Smiling at you despite odd things She encounters while keeping her Alive, smiling and charming And you hardly notice while passing by her Little birds atop trees Serving melodies free And you stop not a moment To be lost in heavenly bliss For you are busy as a bee And how wonderful is rainbow That tints the skies To our wondering eyes And to see it We don't open our eyes Everybody passes By such beautiful things hurrying Oh my dear, take your time to stop by To see the beauty in every small thing And be charged with vigour To see how a new day beautifully dawning