Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.
Within a mere matter of hours buds open and amazingly bloom,
filling this new day to this new chilly month with
the hope of things to come, the anticipation of joy,
and the wonderment of awe. . .
Let this be written for a future generation,
that a people not yet created may praise the Lord
Psalm 102: 18