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.