On this spring day, as the earth sings its joy,
let there be gladness in your heart.
Let there be thanksgiving for all that lives,
for breath and fragrant breezes,
for blossoming peonies and deep blue skies,
and for the eyes that see them.
Praise the trilling birdsong and the peeping
of wee frogs, and let there be thanksgiving
for the ears that so merrily hear them.
For all the friends who touch your heart,
and for the heart that loves them,
let there be joyous thanks.
For the priceless gift of being,
for the journey and all it brings,
on this spring day, when the earth sings its joy,
let there be gladness in your heart;
let there be thanksgiving.