The year's at the spring
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn:
God's in his Heaven --
All's right with the world!
My thoughts shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings
with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with
all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.
“I give my whole water in joy," sings the waterfall, though little of it is enough for the thirsty.
I love exploring new places and trying new things, it's what makes life exciting 🌍🤩