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Dim

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Dim,

as through a glass darkly,

eyes seek out Your light.

Veils, be gone –

cataracts seek sun

as surfer seeks sea,

rest and restoration

no matter the weather.

Rise,

dawn of my heart,

bloom in rainbows

where winter once reigned.

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Morning

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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…

Witness to a Coronation

sunrise ash tree

Lightning kisses  gem-crusted crown,

alights upon noble forehead;

sunrise slowly smolders,

clasps clusters of diamonds

around royal throat.

Epaulettes are embellished

with sparkling insignia,

waist encircled with sash of sapphires.

Trousers lit by torch-lit tourmaline,

shoes polished to a singular sheen

until

King Ash is resplendent

head to toe.

Solitary,

I watch,

enthralled by the pomp

and splendour,

witness to a

Coronation.

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I had a front-row seat to the most magnificent sunrise ever to strike the face of a hoar-frosted earth this morning!  I was brought to tears as I realized that I was witnessing a coronation of sorts.  As Jacob did of old, I ‘leaned on my staff and worshipped’…

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Sunrise Crowns the Coming Day

Sunrise crowns the coming day

with gilded glow, potential deep;

clothes each moment with a  grace

befitting royals;  while the sleep

is rousing off each dewy head,

beauty knits with reverent hand

a mantle out of golden thread,

and spreads its magic o’er the land.

Equinox

Your blossom sets on summer’s fun

in red and gold and orange hues,

Autumnal Equinox scaled down,

pocket-sized October Muse.

Usher in our global night,

season of our darkest hours;

patiently, await sunrise,

when Vernal sun will  birth new flowers.