I do not own Trigun / Vash "the Stampede": he belongs to the amazing Mr. Yasuhiro Nightow.

Things Vash may have pondered, at least part of the time, during all the many years when he wandered alone.

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Peace

A new day dawns upon the dunes

I see its light 'mid setting moons

This morn is silent, all is still

The winds are losing night's deep chill

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So many colors fill the skies

And greet the suns as they arise

The sands reflect some hues less bold

Until the morn turns wholly gold

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This world, though lacking Earth's green plains

(And lacking also enough rains)

Is not without its own beauty

Laid out for those with eyes to see

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O God, forgive us - plants, and men

We've wandered from Your paths again

And we forget to thank You, too

'Tis we, not You, who've been untrue

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You have provided all we need

We have here air, and soil, and seed

Though water's lean, it can be found

At times hidden beneath the ground

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And You gave wisdom, long ago

That caused "plant" kind at first to grow

My sisters give now to humans

The water needful in these lands

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Help us relearn that peace, in part

Grows best inside a thankful heart

And help us not to overlook

The wisdom written in Your book