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Morning

(© Barb Ryman)

 

Morning, Morning

After a night of storming

Is the most magnificent time

That I know

 

All the old washed away

And the ground so nourished

New blooms on the way

Under glistening dew

My lungs nearly burst

With the smell and the glory

Breathing the joy of

The sun-risen earth

 

Morning, Morning

After a night of storming

Is the most magnificent time

That I know

 

The torrents have poured

The thunder rumbled

The river runs wild

With freedom and force

My heart swells

Love is ever expanding

Flow like a river

On its destiny course

 

The world looks new

The colors brilliant

Green so green

Meets a blue so blue

My eyes feast

On this gift from the heaven

The earth speaks

In rhythms of grace

 

Morning, Morning

After a night of storming

Is the most magnificent time

That I know