When April arose to bring us her help,
Didn’t she know we had run out of kelp?
The salt’s in the sea, the breeze in the air
But kelp is a find if it is anywhere.

Deep in the ocean stramenopiles thrive
Do we not know, they are truly alive
Doing their business, breathing their air
They turn the sun’s light into forests most fair.

When we do find them, they’re dry and forlorn
Looking like daggers on beaches at dawn
Pneumatocysts pop, releasing the air
Which may be much fun for the babe and the bear.

Now what has this kelp to do with your day?
We haven’t so much as an answer to say.
We speak to the sea, the earth and the air
But they do not listen, they have not a care.

The dew this evening fell
To refresh the ground again.
We thought it would be well
And remembered then the pain.
The pain of leaving home,
Of walking in a strange place,
But freedom then to roam
Gave to pain a new brand face.

Each day we walk uncertainly,
Not knowing of the end,
But the God of grace and mercy
Knows well how to defend.
He saw the world before it was
And knew how it would be.
And yet he made it all because
Of love for you and me.

The pain that we all feel
For the wrongs that we have done
Though grievous to his soul
Yet for it he would atone.
There on the Roman cross
His blood for the world was shed.
It was for him no loss –
Let us now by him be led!

Another year has passed away,
Another now employ.
May you know joy and peace alway
In him without alloy.

Amethyst, beryl, candles and gold
These were the things that were found in the hold
Of the great ship that sailed on the wave
‘til that great day when it went to its grave

The fields adorned with lilies are fair
The hills crowned with fir provide a good lair
The kite and the eagle soar above
While the sheep in the valley speak of love

The shepherd watched o’er his flock at night
For the ghouls clothed in fur that give a fright
Ready with rod and staff in his hand
He watched and waited in that wearied land

Ships on the sea continued their trade
Men gave their houses another upgrade
The plans were laid in ink’s blue design
Yet none of them asked when they crossed the line

Amethyst, beryl, candles and gold
These are the things that the ground still does hold
But on it they build caring no more
For all the nations that had gone before

Alpha and beta come and they go
This is the way of it, all of us know
Will we be ready on the great day
Alpha and Omega returns to stay