There is not now any memory of the bleak, or had a psalm or song ever been sung like this before?

Unrelenting, slate winter chill, abandoned.
Desire the tranquil, sanctity.
Today’s liturgy - Hebrews 12:18-24; Miraculous (Feb 3, 2011)

Relentless, winter cold, gray, despairing.
Need quietude, the solemn.
Today’s liturgy - Psalm 48; Miracle (Feb 3, 2011)

Rain, biting wind, late winter waits the equinox.
Flooding rivers, effluent from the north.
Where is the aurora? Waiting for the calm, warm.
Today’s liturgy - Psalm 1:1-4: Milagro (Mar 10, 2011)

Sol, warm, winter giving way.
First flower and color and mourning dove. Not lamenting.
What more is there to do now?
Wait some more, continue to breathe. Keep counting.
Today’s liturgy - Psalm 51; Milagroso (Mar 16, 2011)

Calendar deception, winter not wanting to relinquish control.  
There is a north wind still. But then... can it be heard from not too far away?
A responsory antiphon.  
Today’s liturgy - Psalm 90; Maravilla (Mar 31, 2011)

A warm end to winter and primavera torments.
Waiting now for the solstice summer canticle.
All and all of life teem and toil while there is time in color.
The song does not end.
There is not now any memory of the bleak.
Had a psalm or song ever been sung like this before?
Sing now.
Today’s liturgy - Psalm 148; Alabanza (June 1, 2011)