Morning has broken, and I wonder as I wander,
How blessed I am to live among such beauty!
The mountains high, the valleys deep,
The rivers that are so cold and clear!
The fawns that graze, majestic elk,
The great old bear that wrestles with her cubs!
On this beautiful & wintry day, I watch the veil of steam,
As it rises from the vales, on this Misty Mountain Morning!
We praise our Mother Earth, with Whom we dwell,
Her Glory is seen in the beauty all around!
The Love of the Goddess is greater far, than all the Beauty found on earth,
The Creation shines forth Her praise, and sparkles in the Sun-lit haze!
The Beauty of the Earth does not surpass Her Grace,
Nor the Ones who shout Her praise!
We worship Her with all our deeds, in all we do and say,
For in Her strength we live & love, on this Misty Mountain Morning!
Sage Charles
The Pagan Path
Wednesday, January 27, 2021
Misty Mountain Morning, RV
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