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It’s morning…




It’s morning, and again I am that lucky person who is in it.
~ Mary Oliver











~ Image by Natthawut Punyosaeng
via The Garden Of Pensiveness
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I want to live simply



I want to live simply. 
I want to sit by the window when it rains 
and read books I’ll never be tested on. 
I want to paint because I want to, 
not because I’ve got something to prove. 
I want to listen to my body, fall asleep 
when the moon is high 
and wake up slowly, 
with no place to rush off to. 
I want not to be governed by money or clocks 
or any of the artificial restraints 
that humanity imposes on itself. 
I just want to be, 
boundless and infinite.

~ Unknown










Text & image source: Marianne Gillis https://www.facebook.com/marianne.gillis.773

All days…are a bit…better…..




……All days….
……are a bit…..
……..better………

…….when lit…….
……….with……….
…a Ray of Hope…..

~Robert Clancy~










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Each day…..is a little life…..




………Each day…….
…….is a little life…..

…………Every……
……fresh morning…..
……..a little youth…..

………….Every……..
..
…walking and rising….
………a little birth…..










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Sunrise is an event that calls forth solemn music



“Sunrise is an event that calls forth solemn music in the very depths of our nature, as if one’s whole being had to attune itself to the cosmos and praise God for the new day, praise him in the name of all the creatures that ever were or ever will be. 

“I look at the rising sun and feel that now upon me falls the responsibility of seeing what all my ancestors have seen, in the Stone Age and even before it, praising God before me. Whether or not they praised him then, for themselves, they must praise him now in me. When the sun rises each one of us is summoned by the living and the dead to praise God.”


– Thomas Merton, Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander (1966)











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Text & image source: Tom Woolley https://www.facebook.com/tom.woolley.12

Morning has broken like the first morning

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

Mine is the sunlight
Mine is the morning
Born of the one light Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise ev’ry morning
God’s recreation of the new day

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

Songwriters: Eleanor Farjeon / Yusuf Islam
( Cat Stevens)

photo courtesy of Mari Martinez Martinez ❤️

Text & image source: Marianne Gillis
https://www.facebook.com/marianne.gillis.773