Thursday 10 March 2016

Break of day

Peace abounds at break of day 
No sounds there to steal away
Silence greets the newest dawn
Even as birds begin to sing: play
Sun rises over the dark horizon 
Moonbeams slowly fade to grey
Gentle breezes: trees begin to sway
My eyes open up; unaccustomed
My brain is wired again; I pray
Thank you dearest Lord
For allowing me to see
Another beautiful blessed day


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