Morning

May 16, 2016

 

He speaks to me 

Early in the morning 

When morning hours wake 

And the soul is fresh 

 

Whispers 

When I have yet to hear 

A word spoken 

To welcome the day 

 

He draws me in 

Slowly, softly

Casts vision for today 

For the desires that rise up violently in the midday sun

 

Quiet

 

"Quiet, oh dear." 

 

He whispers. 

It is morning 

My King has spoken to me. 

I can go on. 

 

This is today. 

Today He speaks

Whispers

Casts vision for me 

 

 

 

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