Chrysanthemums in the sky;
Dandelion seeds blowing in the dark;
Twisting swirls explode;
Rockets’ red glare;
The sky is alight in celebration.
Dandelion seeds blowing in the dark;
Twisting swirls explode;
Rockets’ red glare;
The sky is alight in celebration.
O God of all things, thank you for the independence we
celebrate this day. We mark it by
gathering, our necks folded back, gazing in the dark night to watch the colors
in the sky explode, perhaps like the bombs that burst in the night sky during
our revolution and separation from England.
Men gathered to draft documents describing the freedoms that we
celebrate this day. We honor the memory,
reveling in our freedom, thanking you for all that was sacrificed to provide it
for us. Amen.