So many blessings

How quietly the morning is entering into our space
While angels start dropping their tiny moments of grace
We are hearing all the music that the universe wants to sing
Creation is gently waking  and there's beauty in everything

The trees tell  the story that the wind has decided to share
While leaves are gently falling and leaving colors  everywhere
How tenderly the breeze is whispering, waking up the infant day
Come now and enjoy us are what the elements seem to say

we have before us always all the blessings so  divine
We can not help but notice how everything seems to shine
Each day creates a mystery that is open  for all to see
We are all so cordially invited to take part in history.