This Sunday

Sunday morning is like a looking glass on the week The lessons I’ve learned with the beauty I seek The more that I learn I see the less I do know Sunday morning becomes the week in a picture show. It’s sort of like seeing life in a rear view All that I see I’ve already been through As I view this week in review I see how much I still need to do. I go outside to take a walk People passing by stop to talk I don’t really know them but it doesn’t matter All of a sudden my thoughts start to scatter. I sit on a park bench to rest for a while As I watch all the people I start to smile My eyes see each day quite different than before It all feels brand new so I take in some more. I climb up this hill so I can look down The colors and light hit me without making a sound I see two squirrels chasing each other, playing around In every direction there is beauty to be found. On my way back the church is on the way People are lined up to go in and pray I think to myself I’m uneasy on my knees So I look to the Sky and ask God please. I feel so much peace on this Sunday It finds its way into the words I say I feel fortunate to be here today Then I just turn and go on my way.