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Posts Tagged ‘Promise’

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Even though there is rain, and because there is rain, let us sing songs for springtime.

Let us sing songs just because there are songs and because we have voices to sing them.

Even though we are but small birds, and because we are small birds, let us sing.

Let us sing even though our voices are small and din of the world overwhelms them.

This is the season of promise and hope.  Let us sing, even though it is raining.

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Perched on a leafless branch beneath a sky that still wears winter wool, the robin sings.

How can I tell what you these few, clear notes awaken in me?

They’re like a promise fulfilled, an assurance that my long plodding through the frozen nights and colorless days was not in vain.

They flow into the hollows of me and fill me with rainbows.  They quench my longing with their liquid song.

They sink into the earth of me, and apple blossoms rise where they fall.

They pull me into the windy Now of this mid-March day and drench me in its beauty.

On a leafless branch, a robin sings, and I am alive again and overflowing with joy.

Welcome Baby New Year!  You, with the shining potentials tumbling like confetti from your hands.  You, with thick pages of days for us to color with our laughter and our dreams.

Welcome!  We greet you with our best hopes, our vibrant visions of all we can become as your days open before us.

We fling wide our arms, Baby New Year, to embrace your fresh beginnings.   The past is gone, a dream we leave behind.  It was getting-ready time for making the most of you.  And now you’re here!

Bring on your tomorrows, with all their possibilities and chances.  We’re singing our I Can song.  We’re chanting the great I Will.  We’re beating our love drums and unfurling our spirit banners across your brand new skies.

We bring you our minds, awake and aware.  We bring you our hands, ready to create and to build and to serve.  We bring you our talents and skills, our strengths and passions.  Our highest ideals have been waiting for your days.

We celebrate you, New Year!  In you we will learn to let go of fear.  In you we will forgive all that ever got in our way.  We’re ready to write new stories now, of triumph and of joy, to dig for our truths, to unbridle our love, to let loose of all that’s unworthy of the very best of ourselves.

You shower us with hope and promise.  And we offer you all that we have to give.  Welcome, 2010.  Welcome!