Where Shall We Fly?

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Doug McPherson, fineartamerica.com

Sh-h-h. The grass is growing; Sunna with her sister
Sinthgunt mounts the hilltop to begin their healing.
I am that sun, Sunna, and my work to breathe pure
light upon the valley, send the shadows to Valhalla,
bring brown timid rabbits out of hiding, and
assemble redbirds for their morning anthem.
“Ah! Where shall we fly, what shall we bless today?”

 

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This Day Got Beautiful In It

Sister Alma Rose Sings Praise with the Mockingbird

Northern Mockingbird

Northern Mockingbird

Well, it’s seven-oh-four in the mornin’,
And the sun is just dim in my window.
It will soon climb its way up to glory.
So will I.
So will I.

Oh, I ain’t gonna die any minute—
Or any day soon, I don’t fear it.
No, this day, it’s got beautiful in it.
So do I.
So do I.

And I ain’t gonna hush my spirit;
And I ain’t gonna fuss or fret.
There’s a song in my heart, I can hear it,
And it ain’t singin’ fear or regret.

There’s a mockingbird out in her Eden
Singin’ praise, singin’ low, singin’ high;
And if she can be glad just for livin’,
So can I.
So can I.

Oh, I can’t help but think that Creation
Is a personal gift made for me,
And each day is a great celebration!
Let it be.
Let it be.

Don’t you feel it, down deep in your spirit—
Pure life, every life, everywhere?
There’s a song in your heart. Can you hear it?
Just listen. Just listen. It’s there.
And this day, it’s got beautiful in it,
Everywhere.
Everywhere.

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