Whispers in the quiet of a lazy day,
Friends I care about nearby,
A Spirit of oneness engulfs the room
As we ponder the mysteries of the universe…

A flower opens and as the petals unfold
A seed-dream comes true;
A hope,
Cherished since the day it was planted in the ground,
Is realized in a moment of glory.

On such a day the world was new.
The sun came slowly over the horizon
To explode orange-yellow over the waters
Revealing rocks and ridges,
Ferns and forests,
Meadows and morning glories.
The Creator smiled and exclaimed,
"It is good!"

Then God said, "Let the land produce vegetation: seed-bearing plants and trees on the land that bear fruit with seed in it, according to their various kinds." And it was so. The land produced vegetation: plants bearing seed according to their kinds and trees bearing fruit with seed in it according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good. Genesis 1:11-12 NIV