Sitting in the garden, a cold and gentle breeze blowing. The sun is warmly glowing.
Peace is all around. Not a plane in the sky. Beautifully crystal blue with not a cloud in sight.
New signs of life everywhere. Be still be, be quiet, look.
Birds are singing, the first bee appeared. Spring is coming, the ground gently awakening.
New buds, new shoots. Daffodils. Greenery coming through. A new season of hope is coming to revive and make things new.
Lord be in this season. Make us afresh anew. Be our hope, our awakening. Bring life, not death to all.
In this period of isolation, let us see your beauty of creation. Let us appreciate all we have and nurture it with your love.