Good Morning

Long ago, in a land far away
Stood a man atop a mountain
Holding creation in his hand

He looked upon the sweet virgin land beneath him
Clear blue skies above
Feeling peace in the solitude
Of the beginning of all things where time had no meaning

Blessed be the wise
The creatures bearing truth
From the garden of their souls
For all of us to share

Peace and forgiving of our fellow man

Then he dipped his hands into the water
Created a river of wine
Flowing through the land
Bringing God's love to everything it touched

Song to the birds
Peace to the seas
Wisdom to the beasts of the land

Light to the dark
Love to the hate
Life to the dead

And so on

Magic beams of light danced from his fingers
Hands raised in defiance
Of the way things are

He kissed the dawn good morning
Giving thanks for this day anew
Through the blue peace of love eternal
Hidden through the clouds of doubt

The clouds of hatred
The clouds of violence
That we bestow upon ourselves
In the dark land of ignorance

We all share the same color