Whispers of Dawn’s First Light

morningsun’s breath whispering anew
trushes’ voice dances firstnotes blue
praise the songs, praise dawn’s bright sigh
praise the leap from Word’s first cry

sweet rains fall, sun-kissed from skies
first dew’s kiss on primal grass lies
praise the sweet of garden’s wet kiss
wholeness blooms where He did pass

mine the sunlight, mine the dawn
born of Light where Eden’s beauty shone
praise with joy, praise each new rise
God remakes the day before our eyes

morning breaks, first light replays
Thrush speaks, dawn’s hymn conveys
praise for song, praise the new
praise the spring from Word’s view.

:: 06.07.2024 ::