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Morning Light
by louis gander From ancient times, the church bells chimed to open up our eyes, with predawn light from Heaven's might, to bold and brighter skies. Above the crops and mountain tops and score of evergreen - this fleeting night sees hints of light - though sun is not yet seen. On baby blue an amber hue now glows on fringe of clouds. So few will glean this wondrous scene throughout earth's massive crowds. And here, in flaw, I stand in awe as I stretch high my hands! I want to touch - I do, so much - but life has such demands. I need some clothes, yet glad for those who need be highly viewed - and scarcely live that I might give so others have some food. My insides ache, for goodness sake, for those who have to cope. Oh, there's no gain from earthly pain for those who have no hope. I never knew what I could do - for I am just a man. But it's not strange that God can change the heart that He began. So now today, I see a ray as clouds bright edges glisten. A still, small voice is still the choice if only I would listen. Through fervent tears, beyond my years, I see the birds are singing. I harmonize now ears and eyes as church bells keep on ringing. From ancient times, the church bells chimed to bold and brighter skies. Now morning light from Heaven's might, has opened up my eyes... Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |