As dawn burns away fog,
so Your light burns me –
pride,
arrogance,
deceit,
all melt in Your gaze.
Obscurity
and Denial
are no match for Your rays;
they squirm
and justify
but are undone like morning mist.
So rise,
Morning Star,
Your radiance
is welcome
to live here,
in my dark places,
where night has reigned too long.
Rise
and shine
and
paint me daybreak,
colour me rainbow,
and call me
Morning…
Paint me daybreak, color me rainbow. Mmm, mmm, mmmmm…
π Thanks Tina!
Those last 4 lines are stellar–I’m banking on same!!!
Yay! π
Lovely, both photo and poem. π
Thanks Eric! π
Great pic!
I’m with you & that rising morning star…
And what a ride…. Thanks, Rosy! π
This is my new Melody favorite .. .loved that ending! Thank you so much and God bless you!
Thanks Debbie! π
I love visiting your blog. Pure beauty! Words and pics. Thank you for always lifting my soul a little higher.
Aw, thanks Holly. That’s so sweet of you. Glad you are enjoying what gives me such pleasure to produce! π
My morning was filled with beautiful gratitude for your beauty in words!
Thanks so much – how sweet you are! π
The colour in this pic is just amazing loved your poem we are definitely refined by fire
You got that right! Thank you! π
Beautiful poem, Melody!
Lauren π
Thanks Lauren! π
Melody I love this one so much. Again, it has great meaning for me π
I guess simply being human ties us all together in some ways – our experiences, while different, often produce the same inner results. Thank you for sharing, Peter.