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Sunday, September 25, 2016

My Morning Meditation


My Morning Meditation   Friday 16th of Sept 2016


in the mellow morning, I ponder Your delights,
after my forgotten dreams and the darkness of my nights,
in the always pregnant quiet of a day both cool and fair,
I breathe a breath of Your sweet peace and put all my small hopes there,

for there is no stillness in Your Vision, there is no empty in Your rhyme,
and if I sense it clearly, there is no change in Your unending time,
yes, although I feel the weight of mighty dunes of slipping sand,
in my hourglass of measured time, I also feel Your loving Hand,

always on my shoulder, always cupping the offered gift,
a chance to see a little way along Your Continental Drift,
You put me on the planet, You put me on this plane,
so I could see the miracle and have a small chance to explain,

my joy to all my brothers, and see Your light reflected in their eyes,
and know that all of us live and breathe beneath Your silken skies,
so thank You holy awesome God, even though I possess not a clue,
no matter what words I try to use, may my heart be always with You.