Today is the day the Morning Star rises,
today the day of the moon and sun;
today the wind and ebbing tide,
the color green yet full in the earth.
As mandalas are drawn
in the temples of Bhutan
each day the heavens are painted
and the ground brings forth.
All this I compress
into words of thanks
to the artist of the sky
and guardians of the deep,
at one with the mystery
as the autumn sun travels south.
Reading of “Today is the Day” with music by Bill Evans.
At one with the mystery…that is where I reside.
Don, this is lovely, well-organized gratitude. Thank you.
Don — You really hit a Home Run with this post today! Beautiful Verse + BILL EVANS music! Wow! I love your poem. Even that reprobate Figel did! Thanks.
Marinating in gratitude is indeed the gift of our Divine connection.
Thank you for this remembrance.
Don,
Gratitude is always important to pursue! Thanks for the reminder.
Don, your sublime Words of Thanks (to the Skyward Artist and on to those minding the depths of Guardianship) broadly coalesce essences of Space & Time — from the mountaintop temples of Bhutan to the swellings of the Deep Blue Sea; and from the times of Early Ancients to those Angels poised to incarnate on Earth once again in the days to come. Thank You, Don, for bespeaking timeless Realities using the tangible terms of Today.
This feels like a beautiful closure to the Summer cycle, Don. Your choice of music by Bill Evans evokes feelings of change and completeness. I feel gratitude today as the Autumn sun travels south.