The gift Of the morning Arrives In light An early Dawning From depths Of night And I gaze Through the window To the Gathering day And wonder And worship And ponder And pray. Inspired by https://darylmadden.wordpress.com/2018/07/11/light-and-air/
~ The song thrush calls In the morning ~ Declaring The spring ~ Though darkness Still permeates ~ The dawn rising Bulbs are also ~ Thrusting Green shoots ~ And the light My heart is inspiring. ~ Image by PicsbyFran from Pixabay
~ Mindful I am Of beauty ~ Of the stillness Of this beautiful world ~ This morning As if new hope ~ Were suddenly Dawning. ~ Image by Holger Schué from Pixabay
I love the way this poem begins with the way every day of our life begins: with the opening of our eyes... . I cannot ope mine eyes, But thou art ready there to catch My morning-soul and sacrifice: Then we must needs for that day make a match. . This poem, by George Herbert, … Continue reading Inspiring Poems: “By a sunbeam I will climb…”
. Receiving the freshness Of the first . Day Of creation . This morning As if . Breath Had just entered . The dust Of the earth . As if seeing For the first time . The joy Of all being. . Image by Tim Hill from Pixabay
How do you start each day? Does it matter whether or not we are ever intentionally silent, or whether we ever consciously pray? A rule of life addresses these kind of questions. Everyone has their own routines, and it's easy to spend more time dealing with our bodies than our spirits every day! Both are … Continue reading Exploring a Rule of Life (5)
. I bow before the morning I bow before the sun . I bow before the changing light I bow before the one . Who stands beyond the ends of time . Who watches and forgives . I bow before the holy one . The one who is, who lives. .
I wake Before dawn . Because there is No other silence . Like the silence Before daylight . When all Sleep . And every day Darkness . Blends soundlessly Into light. . Inspired by https://wildemonk.net/2018/08/11/i-will-wake-the-dawn/
Moving From dawn to morning From one light To a another Though the night Was long We had to make our journey Together United By a song.
How beautifully The light glides Into morning Darkness As if an angel Had appeared From eternity To announce Good news To those perceive. Inspired by https://darylmadden.wordpress.com/2018/12/15/how-beautiful/