Dawn breaks through my window here in God’s morn, tapestries quake shadows in the cool still yet torn. My heart wakes in wonder to turquoise-lit skies. Hope leaps, and I breathe released into The Joy’s sigh.
Gentle winds lift curtains into dances that climb into stories that tell, like keepers of time. Hushed in the mists that rise, that lift… The Heavens incline our hearts in God’s drift.
Here the Dawn breaks. In living, life quakes. Poured into Love’s midst, I rise at daybreak. The warmth of the sun rising, in prayer, life gazing. Light to day whispers – all of life praising.
Sink my heart in the beauty of Springtime grasses, into blossoms’ love. All that whispers life anew Seeking softy, the dawn, the dew.
Wearing sunshine on tips of buds there, in joyful hope, I see all of life in a reverie.
Sink my heart in the beauty of this, the warmth that blossoms love. Sweetened wonders, that rise in lift. There I walk in such mystery’s drift Soaked in color, hues that sing- songs from nature, calling by spring.
Revelation 21:5 And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.
Lamentations 3:22-23 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
Isaiah 43:18-19 Remember not the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.
I breathe because, the morning opens before me in splendor and I am filled with Air that praises you God Our Father.
Here, the path that I walk upon bathed in the warmth of the sun rising, kissed by the breezes of the dawn, held in the aroma of misted leaves bending, filled with love rising that calls out Your Name.
The sky opens wide and dips to greet the day. I cast my heart before you… Here is the path that I walk upon, covered with sweet-smelling flowers bearing dew that shines. Here, in stories filled with mysteries in time, Here in the midst of tall reaching tree cathedrals Air comes seeking. Love is teaching.
I breathe because, the Life you give is new, asking and inviting. Is there a moment when we step into Air? Is there a place that we find where to dare? Here is the path that I walk upon bathed in the warmth of all that is true filling each moment with breath – life anew. This is my Yes Lord; this is my homage to You.
2 Corinthians 1:20 — “For all the promises of God find their Yes in him. That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory.”
Psalm 30:4-6 —“Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints, and give thanks to his holy name. For his anger is but for a moment and his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.”
Lamentations 3:22-23 —“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.”