Soothe me  
Groove me  
Making my nature rise  
Even in four-part harmony,  
As the music rocks me to sleep,  
And in that time of slumber deep,  
The night's wonderful sounds so,  
Sweet, tasty, and even bold,  
With that soft music, it serenades me  
Oh, so right and so deeply.  
The night music has a flair,  
For just soothing you, and like the Staple Singers, it will "Take You There."  
Soft and sweet,  
Sweet and softly but deep,  
You make my heart flutter so,  

Come rest by this cheerful creek,
release your worries, let them flow
downstream where the ripples slow,
your suffering and haunting cares relieved,
your meandering, gentle peace reprieved.

Join me here, but do not speak,
still your breathing, close your eyes,
consider the water, zen and wise
while traveling mountaintop to beck,
the endless trail of its ageless trek.

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
by William Woodsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

A few things I have the right to know:
Where do birds sleep at night?
I mean, where in the world do they all go?
I've checked out trees in the daylight -
there aren't enough nests for every bird in sight.

Why didn't the Great Eagles of Middle-Earth
deliver the Ring to the fires of Mount Doom?
Poor Frodo and Sam put aside their own worth
fighting the evil that would nearly consume
the goodness of all, until it was cast to its tomb.