I pray with the rising sun
confident that a new day is on its way.
I rejoice with the birds in the air
and the symphony of creepy and crawly things,
knowing that all good things come from God.
I reflect on the swirly waters,
shifting this way and that
directed by the tides and the wind and
I step into this new day
in the company of the newly risen sun
ready to shine and to love and to live.
For God is good
All creation is good
We are good
And goodness flows like a river
even in murky waters.