The early morning drizzle that kisses the dry land. A rainbow's shimmering hues when a shower has ended. An early bee in the sunlight out to ensure genetic continuity. A sparrow singing while a thin veil of clouds is drawn like misty curtains across the face of the sky. A clothesline waiting for clothes to dry but serves as early dew-catcher. Children's laughter as the walk early to school in slippers and the fluttering of bird wings in a tiny flowing stream.
The best of beautiful things are still free. They are bits and pieces of joyful things that become part of us - a child in a field of daisies, a friendly hand, a smile, a whispered prayer. What are we that is not a fragment from a past happiness - a moment of peace.
And when we all see these changes of day and night, the sun, moon, and stars in the sky, and the changing seasons upon the Earth.... we must realize that it is the work of Someone most powerful in the Universe.
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