Friday, June 1, 2012

Simple Beauty

After a pretty hectic week,
kicked off by a stomach virus responsible for
stealing time away from my dearest friends
and then dominated by juggling skills I didn't know I had, 
a morning walk through my gardens re-adjusted
my heart and my mind.

The simple beauty is soothing and restorative.

This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise,
The morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise.
This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass;
He speaks to me everywhere.

Words by Maltbie D. Babcock

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