Let Us Wander Where We Will

1 Let us wander where we will,
something kindred greets us still:
something seen on vale or hill
falls familiar on the heart.

2 Dew and rain fall everywhere,
harvests ripen, flow’rs are fair,
and the whole round earth is bare
to the sunshine and the sun.

3 And the live air, fanned with wings,
bright with breeze and sunshine,
brings into contact distant things,
and makes all the countries one.

Source: Singing the Living Tradition #195