These are all writings I have done when I was 17 years old.

Arms of sunlight stretch ’round green pastures
The eyes of blossoms unfold with the new day
Like bursting skins of color that crowd the riverside
All the flowers sing one song:

This is my declaration of dependence
For I drink of the rain
And live by the sunlight
That falls upon this earth

This is my declaration of dependence
For I came as a seed
Then awoke to this life
Through the miracle of birth

This is my declaration of dependence
God bless the honeybee
As I know two lovers would bless me
For alone I have no worth.