Before sun comes up
Immersed in Scripture’s blessings—
Faith rises with Son
Quiet morning time
Spent with Father in prayer—
Meaningful minutes
Sun always rises
Truth found in Spirit’s presence—
Prepared for this day
Morning’s gentle voice
Invitation welcomes all
New day rising
Creator’s spirit comes to call
Next steps contemplate
Opportunity at hand
Always present
Creator’s breath covers this land
Mind absent of thoughts
Tranquility extends grace
Empty page waits
Creator’s own words embrace
Time seems to stand still
Sky’s expanse frozen in blue
Quiet breeze stirs
Creator’s peace channels breakthrough
Darkness encroaches
Patient light chases away
Innocence dreams
Creator’s perpetual way
Shadows’ mysteries
Night’s sobering distortions—
Dawn’s reality
False reality
Kaleidoscope’s fading hues—
Returning to gray
Steps without traction
Searching for reality—
Perhaps, turn day’s page
Along every coastline
Lonely beaches listen
Whispering spirit
Morning sunrise glistens
Along mountain ridgetop
Confidence thundering
Whispering echoes
Distant breath wondering
Along valley’s river
Creator’s pulse renews
Whispering promise
Tranquility flows through
Along horizon’s light
Reassurance remains
Whispering pauses
Sun’s setting windowpane
Along meadow’s stillness
Harmony’s joy conceived
Whispering spirit
Nature’s rhythm achieved
Early morning light
Missing in action
Shrouded in darkness
Each tiny fraction
Heavens open up
Twinkling Milky Way
Lighted gateway beams
Eagerness to play
Midnight comes calling
Harvesting full moon
Nestled with intrigue
Dish capturing Spoon
Gentle breeze waking
Stirring quiet chimes
Composed every night
Harmony’s crisp rhymes
Horizon still sleeps
Casting morning’s net
Awakened at dawn
Sun’s rising reset
Under cover of night
Fullest moon, ever bright
Another day now waits
Nature’s splendid estate
Galaxy’s twinkling stars
Distant markers afar
Risen spirit above
Filled with Creator’s love
Each distant breath measures
Dreams filling with treasures
Scattered glimpse of wonder
Sudden sound of thunder
Heartbreak covers landscape
No avenue for escape
Yet, horizon brightens
Darkness set to lighten
Night sky growing smaller
Brilliant pallet’s colors
Clouds bowing to sunrise
Morning’s innocent eyes
From 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.”
Early morning arrives
Filled with mishmash of thoughts
Searching for peace of mind
Asking God, call the shots
Waiting in the kitchen
Prayer time with the Lord
His spirit calms life down
Life’s outlook feels restored
Table’s Bible invites
Reading, learning God’s Word
His insight teaches truth
Daily lessons inferred
Accepting God’s invite
Dressed for an autumn walk
Dialog moves outside
Let’s continue to talk
From Isaiah 57:19: “Peace, peace, to the far and the near, says the Lord; and I will heal them.”
Originally published September, 2020.
Soothing chocolate
Smothered with sweet marshmallows—
Another heart warmed
Freshly baked cookies
Smelling every sweet morsel—
Cannot eat just one
Coffee cup’s corner
Another fresh brew to taste—
Now, which one to choose?
Glorious morning
Creator’s comfort surrounds—
Amongst blue heavens
Giants reach skyward
Creator’s breath welcomes rest—
Capturing stillness
Night’s invitation
Creator’s landscape finds peace—
Slumbering sunset
This poem takes a different route from much of my usual poetry. It begins with the word “incessant” and carries this meaning throughout the poem with various synonyms. Using free verse, the number of syllables remains consistent with seven in the odd-numbered lines and ten in the even-numbered ones. Thanks for reading and enjoy!
Early in the morning’s peace
Welcoming the incessant quietness
Predawn light creates shadows
Enjoying their unending playfulness
Cool, crisp air signals autumn
Witnessing the season’s ceaseless nature
Solitary doe walks nearby
Looking for tender grass, endless craving
Neighbor walking her collie
Moving with an uninterrupted pace
Front porch provides morning roost
Dreaming now of countless, unbroken thoughts
Past memories parade on by
Watching an ongoing video show
Former students fill the room
Flourishing with unflagging attention
Grandchildren always gather
Hearing constant laughter, bringing a smile
North wind gusts with icy chill
Feeling winter biting with nonstop bliss
Frigid cold invades the porch
Warming now, by persistent fireplace flames
Life has been kind, a blessing
Spending everlasting time with our Lord
Originally published September, 2020.
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