Are you restless? Go to the hills. . .
The path winds up to the blue
where the wind will blow until it stills. . .
all doubts in the heart of you.
Are you tired? Then seek the trees . . .
The pines will whisper and sing
and a weary soul can find its ease . . .
in the peace their song will bring.
Are you happy? Then stay where you are . . .
And let your joy shine through
so all who come from near and far . . .
may share, and be happy too!