The Morning Has Broken...

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing, fresh from the Word

Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness, of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness, where His feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God’s recreation, of the new day

This classic composition penned by poet Eleanor Farjeon became popular when Pop singer Cat Stevens, presently known as Yousuf Islam (can we say he has re-Christened himself!) picked this from a hymn book, composed tune then sang and recorded in 80’s. This is widely sung in Churches all over.

Have you ever seen the weather? In this picture you will. The ‘morning mist’ on river Papanashini is perfectly photographed. Time sense plays an important roll in photography portraying both weather + nature together.
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Photo by Mervin D’Souza, Pithrodi, Udyavar.