‘Praised be’

Sang our spiritual guide

Directing our gaze

Towards the incandescent echoes

Of infinite Love

All around us

Every day.

Wonders and delights

Such as

The verdant glow of trees

The flower’s delicate aroma

Another spectacular sunrise

Or sunset

The windswept breakers roll in to the beach

A baby’s infectious giggle

Family, friends, work colleagues

With which we have been gifted

All guiding us

Towards the source of all good.

In our headlong rush

Through our days

We can be blind to these joys.

Rather let us embrace

The ‘wow’ of the child

Which is why we need to be childlike

To enter and embrace God’s reign