The sky was a glorious mirror of blue.
Has there ever been a more perfect morning?
I do not know. I only know that when my eyes first saw the glistening white of the evening frost and the azure calm of the morning sky, an irrepressible bubble of thanksgiving welled up from within me.
The words of Carl Sandburg immediately came to my mind...words I have memorized just to recall on mornings such as these.
Let me share them with you now, on this, a most blessed day.
Bless Thee, O Lord,
for the living arc of the sky over me this morning.
Bless Thee, O Lord,
for the companionship of night mist
far above the skyscraper peaks I saw
when I woke once during the night.
Bless Thee, O Lord,
for the miracle of light to my eyes
and the mystery of it ever changing.
Bless Thee, O Lord,
for the laws Thou hast ordained holding fast
these tall oblongs of stone and steel,
holding fast the planet Earth in its course
and farther beyond the circle of the Sun.
carl sandburg
for the living arc of the sky over me this morning.
Bless Thee, O Lord,
for the companionship of night mist
far above the skyscraper peaks I saw
when I woke once during the night.
Bless Thee, O Lord,
for the miracle of light to my eyes
and the mystery of it ever changing.
Bless Thee, O Lord,
for the laws Thou hast ordained holding fast
these tall oblongs of stone and steel,
holding fast the planet Earth in its course
and farther beyond the circle of the Sun.
carl sandburg
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