While I was out hiking yesterday morning I just can't help but sing the song Morning has broken as I was seeing the fog slowly fading away as the sun rises.
"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 rain's 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."
What a beautiful morning life always give us, we just have to come appreciate every moment.
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Pretty sky and scenic views, lovely images. Happy Sunday!
ReplyDeleteYour pictures illustrate the song beautifully.
ReplyDeleteCan't help but sing with you virtually Betchai! Indeed every morning is a gift and as always you captured nature so beautifully! :)
ReplyDeleteAnd the birds sing along.
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