What a wonderful day it was,
the day Thomas was born.
An auspicious moment
it was.

He walked in the meadow
that day, across the creek.
There, among the lilies,
his great work was born.

He went to a monastery to brood
about the foreboding days ahead.
He studied history, read Teilhard.
His cosmic view expanded.

He told us our lives are
about story and shared dream experience.
Today I join with friends
and remember the day the story was born.