My daughter's feet on the floor
The sound woos my mind
From subconscious to conscious
And once again
My thoughts have not rested
Birds
I hear them just outside
We are their place to be
Sunlight glows from the window
I pull my favorite blanket from the bed
and carry it with me to my favorite chair
Wrapped
I look out toward the east
It's exactly the moment
The sky glows with oranges and yellows and pinks
Above that, a deep still-dark blue
Black silhouettes of trees line the foreground
The cause of this beautiful array
itself is barely visible
A white marble on the horizon
Mostly hidden and seemingly small
I will join the birds
I will sing today
For the beauty of the earth
For the glory of the skies
For the Love which from our birth
Over and around us lies
Lord of all to Thee we raise
This our hymn of grateful praise
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