MY HEART sings at the wonder of my place

in this world of light and life;

at the feel in my pulse of the rhythm of creation

cadenced by the swing of the endless time.

I feel the tenderness of the grass in my forest walk,

the wayside flowers startle me:

that the gifts of the infinite are strewn in the dust

wakens my song in wonder.

I have seen, have heard, have lived;

in the depth of the known have felt

the truth that exceeds all knowledge

which fills my heart with wonder and I sing.