O Child beside the Waterfall
What songs without a word
Rise from those waters like the call
Only a heart has heard-
The Joy, the Joy in all things
Rise whistling like a bird.
O Child beside the Waterfall
I hear them too, the brief
Heavenly notes, the harp of dawn,
The nightingale on the leaf,
All, all dispel the darkness and
The silence of our grief.
O Child beside the Waterfall
I see you standing there
With waterdrops and fireflies
And hummingbirds in the air,
All singing praise of paradise,
Paradise everywhere.
