Borrowed

Water flow, grass grow, wind blow,
Our father sky above and
Our mother earth below.
The green of the trees
And the blue of the seas,
We're each connected to it all.
We've only borrowed it
From our children
As our parents borrowed it
From us.
It's up to us if
The water will flow, if
The grass will grow, if
The wind will blow.
It's about our stewardship
Of the trees and the seas,
Of that which doesn't belong to us
But to our children and theirs.