Simple Gifts

Oh, the beauty of the raindrops,
liquid diamonds from the sky.
The music of the rustling leaves,
as the breath of God passed by.

Pure and joyous children's laughter,
a true song of innocence.
Blossoms dressed in God's every hue,
filled the air with their sweet scents.

A kaleidoscope of colors,
hailed the coming of the night,
Windows to the heavens above,
pierced black velvet with their light.

I lay to rest, and give Him thanks,
for the blessings that are these,
for His majesty and wonder;
gifts He gives and I receive.