Herald the Rising SunA Poem by WolfwindScant a stitch of snow upon the grain The sun still urging us up, up to daylights heavens New beginnings, new hours, new light to breath Reach out and touch it, feel the new day’s warmth
Glory to the rays that shine just so, full of jubilation Glory to the Lord who made it all for us to witness, seeing life’s beauty Glory to those rising with the Sun, to toil and work with content Glory surely, chasing away a winters lament
Hark! And listen! The symphony of the morning rings gallantly Through the parting clouds and across snow capped peaks Hear its crackle and rush, as ice does melt For it is the sound of praise upon our land The Lord has brought good health and bounty Wherever his light does touch © 2012 WolfwindFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on December 15, 2011 Last Updated on July 11, 2012 AuthorWolfwindCoupeville, WAAboutSometimes poet, always an artist, creator of colorful visions, dreamer, and a seeker of things not yet known. more..Writing
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