Return again...

Return again to the little things
To fun to laughter and the heart that sings
Return again to those slower times
When thoughts could create the purest rhymes..

For our lives have become  so busy, so loud
We're stuck in  traffic; we're lost in the crowd
We've bartered our happiness, we've lost our way
The rush, the world, is manipulating our day

Return again to the little things
To fun, to laughter, and the heart that sings
Return again to those slower times
When thoughts could create the purest rhymes

It's true that we're wealthier; we have it all
But time in diminished;  encounters are small
We work and we work and we stick to the grind
At the end of the day what peace do we find...?

Return again to the little things
To fun, to laughter, and the heart that sings
Return again to those slower times
When thoughts could create the purest rhymes

Do we need  it so much to make our way:
The hours,  the anguish, the overloaded day?
How much is really needed: and what are our needs?
The world creates  answers,. and plants its own seeds..

Return again to the little things
To fun, to laughter and the heart that sings
Return again to those slower times
When thoughts could create those purest rhymes..

The Heavens, they're singing their lullaby
Soothing our spirits as the angels try
To call out within us and point out the way
Needs are not wants and the night is not day...

Return again to the little things
To fun, to laughter and the heart that sings
Return again to those slower times
When thoughts could create those purest rhymes...

And so: You are

Dedicated to a very special person on her birthday 

Before you saw the light of day before you could even breathe
God saw the moment you would be born; He saw it: do you believe?
He whispered your name into our time and He spoke your days and years
He fashioned you before the world began: He knew them, all your tears

So it is that we, should celebrate and should  call to mind: your day
The moment, before your start began:  the hour you came our way
Like a bundled mass of cells and  atoms; a conjoining of molecules
You came into this great big world and your family received the news

You grew into the person you are: and you created your path in time
People who knew you would be so blessed; the angels would sing your rhyme
The world is so much better now and the earth is recording your life
The angels are counting them, one and all: the blessings you multiplied

All for our happiness

Slowly the darkness is disappearing from sight
And vision is clearer for we can see light
Beauty and wonder and an outstanding glow
Emerge from our morning and blessings all flow...

The dew on the dancers that touch everywhere
Creates a new sparkle the glows here and there
Plantlets and tree limbs and flowering plants
Glow with a radiance that invites us to dance..

Slowly the breezes and the sounds of the trees
Set out to show us what nobody sees
That everything is ordered and everything is
Part of the picture that makes up our bliss..

It's simple as prayer...

Words from the Heavens are falling to earth
Landing on creatures and creating rebirth
Plantlets and elements and insects galore
Everything is echoing God's goodness and more

Morning and evening and night time and day
Everything is whispering: has so much to say...
Carrying God's wisdom and carrying God's love:
Creatures and creation are gifts from above..

Must we be rushing and must we have noise
Have we some moments to hear our God's voice
To hear what is whispered and  see what is there....
We must take some time now: it's simple as prayer

The angels

While everyone is sleeping and the world is at rest
Angels are watching and await our requests
Guarding and  protecting and being our peace
Sweet guardians, we thank you....You hear this the least

In daylight, at night time,  at work or at play
Spirits surround us and keep guard of our day
They're invisible but present; inaudible but there
Angels are guardians who will come with out prayer..

Friendly yet warning when reason requires
Angels, like conscience, will censure desires
They speak to our spirits and they speak to our heart
Present and ready to play their true part..

Morning Minutes

The sky smiled brightly with the glow of the sun
Who reached out across her to touch everyone
While warming the universe and warming the air
Beams of God's sunshine were found everywhere

Squirrels were romping and jumping around
Shaking the branches that ruffled with sound
Gathering their breakfast and storing some meals
Bushy tailed creatures were making small hills

Butterflies were fluttering and making their flight
Landing and dancing and creating a sight
Colorfully calling the flowers and the plants:
"Join us, oh join us and let us all dance..."

My duties were calling so  I bid them goodbye:
Goodbye Mr Sun and you clouds passing by
Goodbye Mister squirrel and butterflies too
I'll seek you again when my day work is through