Awake, thou wintry earth--
Fling off thy sadness!
Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth
Your ancient gladness!
Christ is risen.
- Thomas Blackburn, An Easter Hymn

Day by day
Day by day
Oh Dear Lord
Three things I pray
To see thee more clearly
Love thee more dearly
Follow thee more nearly
Day by day
--from "Godspell"

It's Eventide!
The sun is slowly gliding down
The west side of the world
And softly over to the East,
The darkness has unfurled
The robins roost in the willows
Gently swaying in the breeze
The old owl hoots from a lonely branch
In a grove of budding trees.

--Shelley D. Sparks

As the old saying goes: "Red sky at morning--sailors take warning."

The grand show is eternal.
It is always sunrise somewhere;
the dew is never dried all at once;
a shower is forever falling;
vapor is ever rising.
Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming,
on sea and continents and islands,
each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
--John Muir

Delight becomes pictorial

Delight becomes pictorial
When viewed through pain,--
More fair, because impossible
That any gain.

The mountaln at a given distance
In amber lies;
Approached, the amber flits a little,--
And that's the skies!


--Emily Dickinson