Creation is a lovely lyre
And the child a tender player.

The child, the child is a tender player:
Full of grace, and a gentle player,

Playing with flowers and gentle lambs;
A God-like, mystical player.

The child may cherish the flower
And admire the new grown leaf;
He may hold the dear lamb to his breast.

For flowers or lambs (or drums or flags)
Can never betray the mystic's inner heart.
 

---James Bolner, Sr.
(Date not recorded.)