Morning Song
In
the early morning hours
Before the dew leaves the flowers
As mountain mists lift from the earth,
Before
the dawn sun leaps from her berth-
A Path is now open for meditation,
Concentration, reflection, contemplation.
Before
the birds rise from their nests,
It's the perfect time if one invests
In praising, prayer, and leaving
Behind
all care and grieving.
From the pain of the world,
A world filled with dark despair,
Embroiled
in hatred,
Bitterness and strife----
It will quickly end your life.
The early
morn is best for me,
The fading stars and pale moon
Blend with the coming soon,
Of sun and birds
and flowers-
The heat of long daylight hours.
You see, the dawn is really a time of rest
And
one who understands this is truly blest.
In the quiet center of one's mind
The voice of Jesus you
will find.
An invitation from the Son
To walk with Him before the day's begun.
For
what my Savior has in store
Is to help me, heal me, and so much more!
January 3, 1991
