Listen – Life is singing. Listen to the clickety-click of dogs nails on wood floors. Listen to the soft whoosh of cars on newly wet streets. Listen to children playing several doors down. Listen to the sighs of elderly ladies. Listen to the first lone cricket of spring. Listen to the spin cycle ramp up. Listen to your own heart beating. The song of Life is composed in every waking moment. Some movements are soft and low, others loud and crashing. There is melody and rhythm all around us and deep within us. Let Life’s Song bring us comfort and companionship, the soundtrack to our journey, and may we too sing praises to the miracle of existence. For this choir of angels we give thanks. Blesséd Be, and Amen.
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