PURPOSE FOR EVERYTHING 

If the sun didn't rise in the morning
and the birds didn't sing in the trees
If darkness came
like a permanent stain
would it bring you to your knees?

If the world turned cold and sterile
the plants refused to grow;
the moon and stars
blinked out like candles
and the rivers ceased to flow;
would you applaud for an encore
or would your heart have sunk too low?

I'm glad the sun keeps shining
and the birds don't forget to sing
There's a reason for living
and a purpose for everything.

Thank God the trees
never have to ask the sun
if it plans to rise 
and the moon never wonders
if the stars will choose 
to adorn the endless skies.

The plants just keep on growing
to fulfill their destiny
the rivers keep flowing to the sea;
and hearts that fill with wonder
as they ponder on these things
will know for certain  why the birds still sing.

I'm glad the sun keeps shining
and the birds don't forget to sing
I'm glad there's a reason for living
and a purpose for everything.

-Keith Newman (C)