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Monday, March 3, 2014

The mystery before us

How gently fall the dew drops from the early morning sky.
Resting upon the branches, they begin waving at passerby
Sparkling like a diadem: every plantlet is all aglow
Morning birds are singing, as the dawn put on her show.

Stretching to the Heavens, little seedlings pushing through
Whisper all  their oblations to the Eternal I Love You
Crawling about the surface of the early morning earth
Creatures of every species welcome day whose giving birth

Seconds are creating minutes and  minutes are becoming hours
While movements are being fashioned by the Invisible Higher powers
All the world is waking up and the people are starting to rise
How marvelous, the mystery that is taking place before our eyes

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