Morning breaks –
breaks night’s grip,
crushing darkness.
Breaks nightmare worlds
and midnight prowls.
Breaks
evening’s despair
and twilight’s angst.
The break of day
brings such beauty,
such hope,
such clarity –
should not the breaking of me
as Morning Star rises
bring beauty?
Let dark
and decay
and fear
and despair
once be broken,
and I will rise
with the Son
on the wings of the dawn,
glorified,
brilliantly lit,
whole and holy.
Let morning
break…
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
How assuring … How calming to the soul … thank you!
Thank you Heidi! 🙂
I love the image of “whole and holy.” The very thought just helps me to breathe deeply and hope.
Me too, Tina, me too! 🙂
This is so fabulous and hope breathed! Thank you, Melody!
Thanks Debbie! 🙂
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful–
🙂 Why, thank you, Ma’am!
such holiness in your writing Melly!
Thanks, Debbie. I find writing to be such a great way to connect to the truth, and digest it. I’m very honoured that you see it coming through…
Oh yes, let morning break and reveal the beauty of the dark night of our soul awakening to the Son!