Russell G. Robison

BLUE BELLS

While driving yesterday
A field of flowers came in view
An ocean full of color
And oh my, it was so blue

I swear I heard them talking,
They were crying out to me
Come see the joyous splendor
To be found within our sea

I stopped and watched them flowing
With the wind now passing by
I watched them in their union
With the earth and wind and sky

A field of flowers talking to me
With their lovely sight
Where I live they’re called bluebells
And they sure do say it right

Do you not see our purpose
As we dance so gracefully
For we are one together
Come and join our harmony