The sun shines through the branches of the Palm Tree with the oyster face, the coconut bra and the grass skirt.Wetness drips from the red, pink, purple, orange blooms of the plants on the beloved back deck.
God has painted a watercolor sky of a brilliant blue background with splashes of white.
The breeze off the ocean is slight and the branches of the Palm Trees sway in a silent rhythm only they can hear.
Puddles are scattered throughout the yard and the streets of the island.
It is warm again after days on end of rain and cool winds uncommon for this time of year.
The house felt like an Ark we were trapped inside bringing a gloominess to the days.
But no more.
The choirs of cicada and birds are singing Hosannas, squirrels dance in trees and dragonflies bring good tidings of great joy. A hummingbird darts to the hanging blossoms becoming one with it before magically disappearing. In the distance there is the movement of life as people are outside again.
The world has been baptized again and it has been gifted this glorious beginning.
I sit alone in God's majestic Cathedral, quiet and appreciative, holy and humble, full of hope for the day. The dreariness has been washed away and joy is ours for the taking if take our time to find it.
The choir of cicada build to a powerful crescendo and I concentrate on the beauty of their voices. A lone bird sings solo.
So this is the day that the Lord has made.
Let's rejoice and be glad in it even if just for a little while.
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