Easter time: Spring is in the air, winter’s stored energy bursting forth from the earth in new blooms, a time of rebirth and resurrection, the sun climbing back up in the sky, a dance around the Maypole, baseball games, fertility rites, and picnics.
Happy Sunday.
On a slightly more serious note, a little known song by Bob Dylan, Father Of Night, a favorite of mine.
Father of night, Father of day
Father who taketh the darkness away
Father who teacheth the bird to fly
Builder of rainbows up in the sky
Father of loneliness and pain
Father of love and Father of rainFather of day, Father of night
Father of black, Father of white
Father who build the mountain so high
Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky
Father of time and Father of dreams
Father who turneth the rivers and streamsFather of grain, Father of wheat
Father of cold and Father of heat
Father of air and Father of trees
Who dwells in our hearts and our memories
Father of minutes, Father of days
Father of whom we most solemnly praise
http://youtu.be/oEb1CWyrMjE
Father Of Night by Bob Dylan
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