Video:  Silent Wings by Secret Garden (instrumental)  3:36 minutes

For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

Algernon Charles Swinburne  (1837–1909)
Atalanta in Calydon (1865)

     There is nothing but God's grace.  We walk upon it; we breathe it, we live and die by it; it makes the nails and axles of the universe.

                               - Robert Louis Stevenson