Morning has broken like the first morning;
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the world.
Sweet the rains 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.
May your day be blessed beyond measure!
Linking to Spiritual Sunday.