Ministers to my heart sing hidden by the trees,
Flawless compositions perfectly interweaved.
A caress from creation, a sonata for the soul,
A delicate dance between chaos and control.
Ministers to my heart, joy and peace surround you,
How sullen would I be amid greenery without you.
You bless all below you and praise the Most High,
Ever rejoicing to gift us your psalms of the sky.
~Poet of Ephraim
Poet of Ephraim 