The chorus of songbirds has begun to echo each dawn. Why do they sing? Scientists have theories, but to me it seems a chorus of joy, a spontaneous celebration of the new day. Their songs have a sense of life and hope about them. The robin says "chirry up!" The cardinal answers "What cheer, cheer, cheer."
Who can resist the feelings of hope and joy that one gets from participating in nature's birth? Edward Giobbi
All kinds of buds are opening, the lawns greening, the trees showing some life. We find great joy, great hope in these signs. The cold death of winter loses its strength, warm days of promise are ahead, and new life, suddenly, is all around us. New life is at our door. It blesses us. We have been given the chance to start over, and start with a fresh slate. Anything is possible.
Earth is crammed with heaven, and every common bush afire with God, but only he who sees takes off his shoes. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The soft velvet of an infant's cheek brings tears to our eyes, reminds us of vulnerability and possibility, of the miracle of life. Nothing touches us so deeply. This is the promise we treasure, and we celebrate each new milestone: the first smile, the first word, the first step, the first day at school. The Christian tradition often speaks of newness, a new order, a clean slate. I rest in that promise, especially this year.
So I share with you this prayer poem from Celtic Daily Prayer... from the Northumbria Community...
Chopin's Spring Waltz