“My profession is to always be alert,
To find God in nature, to know God's lurking places,
To attend to all the oratorios and the operas in nature.”
Henry David Thoreau
Easter morning, in old New Mexico
What a wonderful place to celebrate
Like Thoreau, I find God in Nature
And, I never have very long, to wait
I wake my slumbering spouse at dawn
And tell her that we don’t want to be late
For Easter Services, in the Organ Mountains
A time for its re-birth, a time for us to celebrate
And very soon, we both behold a wondrous service
In the very ancient Organ Mountains, this Easter Morn
The winged choir begins singing, the sky is heavenly blue
Lovely, fragrant, yellow wildflowers, are now being re-born
And very soon, as we both now peer all around us
We both thank God, for allowing us this Easter sight
And, we wonder if all those inside man-made churches
Could ever possibly feel such a joyous, uplifting, delight
Easter Morning, in God’s Mountains,
What a wondrous place to celebrate;
Like Thoreau, I find God in Nature,
And, I never have very long, to wait.
©Easter Morn 2010, Mr. Ed
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