We Work Poem by William Branner

We work to play to feel the wind and sea
To cool the hot, tired soul that strives to rise
Again from ashes, sweat no more this tree
Stronger, vibrant, reach for the sun to live.

Work comes first to pave the heart's way home
Bound no more once daytime toil's done well
Free to fill the spirit and free to roam
To laugh and wonder at Earth's grandest show.

Twilight will come, deep sleep to follow knowing
The sun will rise to greet you with a song
This day will be a great one to embrace
Before horns blow to start our work once more.