Those of you who followed my previous blog will know how much I like Mary Oliver’s poetry.
I thought I would post this one, giving testimony to the glory of creation on a bright sunny morning – “best preacher there ever was”.
It seems appropriate for the first day of British Summer Time.
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even,
the miserable and the crotchety
– best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens to be
where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light
– good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.