I will not hurry through this day! Lord, I will listen by the way-
To humming bees and singing birds,
To speaking trees and friendly words.
And for the moments in between,
seek glimpses of thy great unseen.
I will not hurry through this day;
I will take time to think and pray.
I will look up into the sky,
Where fleecy clouds and swallows fly.
And somewhere in the day, maybe
I will catch whispers, Lord, from Thee.
*Ralph Spaulding Cushman*
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