From breath of morning sunrise
Opportunity arrives
Relinquishing everything past
Welcomed outlook ready to thrive
Positive choices embraced
Shadows of darkness escape
Energy no longer wasted
Spirited attitude takes shape
Warmth of light’s heightened presence
Selfish pride replaced with peace
Sowing landscape’s delightful joy
Humbleness restores heart’s new lease
Hope nourished from restful night
Refreshment blesses each hour
Minutes rebuilt with renewed strength
Destiny’s boldness empowers
Gentleness of sunrise
Balance breathes again
Sharing wonder of light
Landscape sings “Amen”
Another soul wakens
Patience gathers near
Offering way homeward
Today, never fear
Joy softens hardened heart
Grace deals one more hand
Playing out game of choice
Hope’s journey shall stand
Waves of freedom compose
Tomorrow’s high road
Navigating with trust
Life’s spirit reloads
Harmony overcomes
Each moment to prize
Uplifting from heavens
Tender at sunrise
Refreshed
Tender morning rain
Nourishing landscape’s spirit—
Heavenly bounty
Embodied
View of morning sky
Peeking above lofty trees—
Life rises to light
Anticipated
Chill of morning air
Catching each northerly breeze—
Summer winks at fall
Defining sunrise
Another touch of peace
Harmony’s interactions
Nature’s timely release
Embracing daylight
Morning’s joyfulness speaks
Each illustrated landscape
Nature’s waiting mystique
Inserting wind’s breath
Grove of tree branches sway
Scattered pollen taking flight
Nature’s open gateway
Mixing up colors
Hues of unique design
Tranquility delivers
Nature’s scenic pipeline
Fulfilling vision
Hope offering her hand
Empty canvas finished
Nature’s spirit commands
Daily Offering
Heavenly sunshine
Landscape gathers gift of grace—
Rising every morn
Tender Touch
Gentle breeze above
Cascading with every breath—
Dawn’s signature peace
Invitation Received
Daybreak’s welcome light
Encouraging renewal—
Darkness overcome
Envision every hillside
Covered in tranquility’s green
Beauty forever remains
Painting another scene
One road leads to paradise
Illuminated, trusted hope
Freedom’s quiet voice remains
Focusing journey’s scope
Darkness often threatens peace
Conquered by heart’s determined beat
Positive outlook remains
Walking each lighted street
Sunrise offers sweetest taste
Brightened with kindness, full of grace
Expression of joy remains
Sharing love to embrace
Pre-dawn’s innocence
Preview with minimal light—
Sunrise holding back
Epic cataract
Lazy river’s destiny—
Crushing waters roar
Creator’s spirit
Tall grasses reach to heavens—
Prairie much alive
The first hour of the morning is the rudder of the day.
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy.
Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887) was an American pastor and abolitionist.
Pine trees on high alert
Single squirrel standing guard—
“No Christmas trees here!”
Grooming trails with care
Mountain welcomes each skier—
Tranquility shared
Morning’s rising sun
Landscape welcomes warming light—
Night’s snowflakes glisten
The night is long, and dark, and strong, but the morning must come; and how what a sunrise will it be.
From Psalm 30:4-5: “Sing praises to the Lord, O you His faithful ones, and give thanks to His holy name. For His anger is but for a moment; His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes with the morning.”
John Angell James (1785-1859) was an English pastor and Christian writer.
