Every morning I start my day
Looking at all he lovely faces
That’s are gong pass me, smiling
Or talking that greets me with a good morning.

I look at the other faces and see weather
They are happy or sad, breath smelling like coffee.
Getting on the bus going to the front or the back
Going to work.

We encounter each other words
Whatever is false or true?
The words we speak if it’s kind or unspeakable.

Today in this world
While the people go up and down
The street, changes can be made by each and new day.
From the morning sun from the going down of the moon
In the shiny light that shines up against me.

Wow, I am so thankful for the changes that got all
His people united back together again.
We encounter each other words so thankfully and true.