The Morning Speaks

The Morning Speaks

 

Avian singing begins,    The night receding fast

While over the land, gentle winds awake

The morning’s here at last!

 

Dawn’s blushing rays peek through,  Sifting the trees and leaves

Then lighting the hills, softly they wake

And stir the gentle breeze

 

Gently now they stroke  –  The earth with great delight

And dancing with glee, rousing the world

They chase away the night!

 

Breathe it in, savor the new  –  Delight in blessings giv’n

For staying in awe, brings marvels anew

A little taste of heaven!

 

God’s great glory shines forth  –  It doesn’t miss a beat.

Creation’s own song, is in each heart

And draws us to HIS feet!

 

Happy New Year,

Love,

Nancy

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