Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Morning has broken...

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day

Took these pictures one early morning.
Isn't God a beautiful artist?



u took those pics? very nice

serendipity said...

Yup, few mornings ago from my house. I love the second one where the clouds split into two.