Morning’s Skies

LOVE has burst across morning skies
like polite doves and eager Cupid
as praised mornings like adored Life.

We express words; we express life’s art
mine is the sunlight mine born from praise
for God — His re-creation of every new day.

We praise and scream, “Love and Passion for Christ
and Nature’s new world!”
for all the lonely, happy, sad, and destitute
You are seen not forgotten
but dearly loved.

:: 11.12.2022 ::