Thoughts While Creating
Under a magic moon, we sing a hymn of praise for America.
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain.
America! America! God shed his grace on thee.
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
America’s sky represents the vastness of the soul and its unending spaciousness. It is wide open, it is full of God’s beauty, and provides the opportunity to fly in freedom in pursuit of your dreams.
Our trip across continues as we celebrate in the glory that is America.
Credit: Katharine Lee Bates – 1913