As we move from Spring to summer, a poem from Desmond Tutu’s African Prayer Book

CREATOR OF OUR LAND

O Lord, O God,

Creator of our land,

Our earth, the trees,

The animals and humans,

All is for your honor.

The drums beat it out,

And people sing about it,

And they dance with noisy joy

That you are the Lord.

You also have pulled other continents

Out of the sea.

What a wonderful world you have made

Out of wet mud,

And what beautiful men and women!

We thank you for all the beauty of this earth.

The grace of your creation is like a cool day

Between rainy seasons.

We drink in your creation with our eyes.

We listen to the birds’ jubilee

With our ears.

How strong and good

And sure your earth smells,

And everything that grows there…

                                              Ashanti, Ghana