Long ago in ancient times,

In woodlands by the sea,

The wood stork came and made its nest,

For all eternity,

For even if it came and went,

What troubles passed its way,

Return it would for all of time,

As night clears into day,

A kindness like no other,

Is the stork of white return,

For loving kindness is the key,

The lesson truly learn,

A nest can leave; a nest can come,

But rebirth never dies,

And with the soul of time itself,

The stork is wisdom wise.