Before the zooming of the cars

A symphony of sounds are awakening me today:

Birds of every feather, are singing out in wondrous way.

The Robbins and the Blue Jays ; and the little sparrows too

Are creating soulful song-lets, that are so delightful:  it is true...

Before the noises of our business or the zooming of the cars

One can hear the plant-lets whisper some healing for our scars..

They're combining, all together, with the creatures and the green

To display what that first Garden held so dearly and so serene

If you would  venture out this morning..without cellphone or a plan

You would  hear the Spirit echo as far as your eyes can span

For in everything that is created and in everything that is

There's a glimpse of our own heaven and an echo of our bliss...