Meditations,  Poetry

In the Morning

In the morning,
When the sunlight’s still at bay –
There’s a hush,
And I clearly hear you say
That you love me…
And you’ll make my dreams come true.
In the morning,
Yes, I love this time with you.

As the sun
Begins to show its face –
I awaken,
Being held within your grace…
You still love me…
And you’re all I really need.
Every morning,
Your voice is what I’ll heed.

You’re in the whispers –
Of the wind and of the rain,
In the lightning,
That flashes ‘cross the plains.
And yes, even in the very air I breathe,
Your beauty’s stunning
As it washes over me.

In the morning,
There’s a joy you bring about.
In the small things,
That we should not discount,
They are priceless…
Like the friends who shine your ways.
Every morning,
You bring blessings every day.

You’re in the whispers –
Of the wind and of the rain,
In the lightning,
That flashes ‘cross the plains.
And yes, even in the very air I breathe,
Your beauty’s stunning
As it washes over me.

– RG

 

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