ON THE PULSE OF THE MORNING

As I woke up this morning, still at Villa Loyola, on Long Lake in Sudbury I was greeted by this beautiful, waking dawn! Oh how I loved watching the early morning light paint the skies! And as I gazed, wrapped in awe and wonder, a verse from Maya Angelou's poem came to mind:

Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister's eyes, into
Your brother's face, your country
And say simply
Very simply
With hope
Good morning.