Honoring and Praising

The drop of water on the grass,
          on the soil, it makes it sprout...
          let the green
          always be the novel paint,...
          do not burn the earth!
          hearing the bird sing
         its free corner in the air...
          I ask, let life live,
          let beauty rejoice!
          Praise the singing,
          applaud the magnificence,
          say thanks for the creation...
          all come from the sun vibrations
          of light that come out of the sky
           to the earth since
          and  the start and forever...
          real gift from the divine,
          heavenly bounty...
          let us praise with glory,
          let us vibrate with the honor
          of being special...
          we are prime expression
           of completeness....
          Minimum, maximum replicas
          from the highest...
          May all the best,
          Everything comes from the Lord...!



            Suggestef song             https://youtu.be/h5D3LEjGF8A

            Morning HAS broken  From Eleanor Firfean
            sung by ORLA FALLON
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