Your Beautiful Blessings

They are there in the morning as I look up to the skies, with the colourful clouds on an early sunrise . I watched them in darkness as they were beaming so bright,  as the moon and stars twinkled in the dead of the night . With each quarterly season they change come what may as our scenery derranges it’s splendid display . Our senses would still smell them even if we were blind from the dampness and dew drops that they left lovingly behind

I see them in abundance and I hear their sweet calls as they are ducking and diving in your water falls . Every moment in time they are obvious to me with the birds on the wing and fish swimming the sea. I cannot escape them nor e’er would I try, those rapturous rainbows that arc way up high . They all heed your commandments and follow your advice, listening and learning from life’s sacrifice . No matter where I shall wander nor whether will I roam they are there to delight me abroad or at home . For my marvellous Mother nature these things that I mention are your beautiful blessings from your creative invention