Alight upon the branch holy songbird,
Sing of the sun and the joy it’s given.
Awaken the dawn and let the day give thanks.
The space in which we find ourselves is sacred,
the world awaits in hopeful anticipation
for how the divine will present itself
in moments of grace and love.
It’s going to be a good day.
the wandering 
Well Said Royal Piety, Poetry Dude !