“For the beauty of the Earth;
For the glory of the sky;
For the Love which from our birth
Over and around us lies.
For the glory of the sky;
For the Love which from our birth
Over and around us lies.
Lord of All to Thee We raise,
This our hymn of Grateful Praise.”
This our hymn of Grateful Praise.”
Robin closed her eyes as she sang a sweet descant to the next verse.   
Tears welled up in Francis 'eyes.  He reached out to Robin, gently stroking her head feathers.  The hymn came to a softer and softer level.  Finally, there was no sound at all, and the words moved through each according to their need.   
Francis did an exaggerated pirouette, laughing heartily as he ended his spin in a heap on the grass.  Suddenly he began shouting with joy, “All Praise to Mystery!!!”
(to be continued)
 
 
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