It's written in the wind,
It's there in the sand between my human toes,
Look to the skies,
You'll see it there to,
It can be heard in a newborns cry,
It's right there, we breathe it in,
Can you not taste it when you speak?
The laws of man are plenty,
Trivial at best the laws of god,
But nothing is more truthful,
Of that which comes to us in nature.