Psalms Praise - Psalms 150

Is the sun a rose from the heavy blanket of the Moon, it's breathe speaks to the Earth...

the birds begin their cords of cheerful noise and the trees begin to stretch...

the Earth awakens in all of its beings begin the day rejoice comes in the morning, it springs forth as the sun shines...

gentle whispers club in the air, morning praises from the flowers and thanks from the grass...

As each day brings the light so does the Son to my heart, not just give craze, for the days are not promised and yet God allowed another...