The rain of yesterday lingers,
slowly coming down.
The thirst of new growth quenched,
as Spring flourishes from the ground.
The trees are full of life,
as birds sing sweetly ‘neath the leaves.
The sound is oh so peaceful,
small branches dancing with the breeze.
Abundant is the beauty,
as the flowers anxiously bloom.
Reaching up to heaven,
the smell of nature’s sweet perfume.
All this here for us,
yet we often take for granted.
The beauty of His presence,