Morning steals in, soft with surprise,
Virgin sunbeams surfing on skies
Froth-dipped on wave crests of sweet baby-blue,
Wooing the lilies with top-coat of dew.
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Morning
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…
Morning Breaks
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…
Morning Radiance
Morning radiance,
Dayspring’s star,
Shine your brilliance
Upon cold heart.
Thaw the stillborn
Seeds of grace;
O glow of morn,
redeem this race.
Morning Light
Morning light steals into view,
Waking senses come to life;
Day arises, dressed in blue,
Taking slanted rays as wife.
Fresh perspective, fresh refrain,
No mistakes to cast their gloom;
Dawning sun with all to gain,
Rises now with hope in womb.
Morning Melody
Trilling notes on morning breeze,
Melody and Harmony
That sing, in dewdrops’ brilliant notes,
Of night time’s loss, and morning’s hopes.
Good Morning, My Love
Good morning, my love –
it seems we must rouse;
the sun’s streaming in
and making her bows.
It’s time for the dreamers
to rise from their dreams;
it’s time for the lovers
to undo the seams
that sewed two together
for night time’s embrace ,
and shake off Love’s slumber
to enter Life’s race.
