Friday, September 28, 2007

In Tune With The Infinite - Ralph Waldo Trine 1866-1958


Everyday is a fresh beginning, everyday is the world made new
You who are weary of sorrow and sinning
Here is a beautiful hope for you, a hope for me and a hope for you.
All the past things are past and over, the tasks are done and the tears are shed
Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover yesterday's wounds which smarted and bled
Are healed with the healing which night has shed.
Let them go, since we cannot relieve them, cannot undo and cannot atone.
God in His mercy receive, forgive them! Only the new days are our own.
Here are the skies all burnished brightly, here is the spent earth all reborn;
Here are the tired limbs springing lightly to face the sun and to share with the morn
In the chrism of dew and the cool of dawn.
Everyday is a fresh beginning, listen my soul, to the glad refrain
And, spite of old sorrow and older sinning and puzzles forecasted and possible pain,
Take heart with the day and begin again.