Willy-nilly

Into this Universe, and Why not knowing  Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing;  And out of it, as Wind along the Waste,  I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing. Stanza XXXII of “Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam” by Edward Fitzgerald (1809–1883)

Brother Sun, Sister Moon

Brother Sun, and Sister Moon

sister star shine day and night

see them shine, beautiful

radiant splendor of light



Brother Sun, and sister moon

heaven and earth

proclaim God's glory

all praise be Yours,

most High God.



Brother wind, and brother air

fair in storm, all weather's wounds

colored flowers and healing herbs

heavenly grace flows through you



Brother sun, and sister moon

heaven and earth,

proclaim God's glory

all praise be Yours

Most High God.



So rejoice,

for the heavens and earth

are filled with God's glory.

(Lyrics by John Michael Talbot)

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