The God The Green King In the silent spans of forest Leaf and branch am I - Through my straws and leaves and sheaves of grain The wind doth sigh - Throughout time ever-changing Unchanged in every age - Know ye that I live and love life Through life's every stage - Know ye well that in the heart Of every seed I lie - Waiting to burst forth with life Grow, live, grow old, and die - Shed not any tears for me When I am dead and gone - In tender love I give my life That the Wheel turns on and on. Jack Greeney