I was sitting on the patio one morning attempting to be present to the unfolding day when I realized that every conceivable bird was singing. Now a lot of birds sing in our backyard, but not all at once. Even the woodpeckers were providing percussion! And my thoughts went to Allen.

Hey Allen, where are you? 
Are you the choir of birds celebrating this beautiful day?
Are you the soft cooling breeze?
Are you the lush garden, green with springtime?
Of course, with the Christ you are all of this. 

Today I see you in the vibrant hibiscus, the super red Gerber daisy and the gardenia blossom you encouraged me to present to my Love; its sweet fragrance fills our kitchen.