We thank you for this day,
Lord of Rain and Sunshine
We drink again from the fountain
and perceive, again, that life is pure
The morning starts off cold
By mid-day, hats and jackets are discarded
to work loose the garden
We move rock, we see worms
new green breaking through the earth
At three o'clock, the sun begins to set
into some other forest sunrise
We put away the tools. We close the shed
We return to the house to drink and think
that life is grand, that life is love,
that love is God. Even the love of a couple
even the love for their garden
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