Thursday Morning

Awakening Light

© 2000 Rolland G. Smith

Come see the dawn breach through the night

With morning streaks of laughing light.

A joy it is to hear the sound

Of waking silence all around.

My ears can hear the silent star

Emblazoned light from place afar.

It moves unhurried bringing dawn

Till all the dark is finally gone.

There is a time when day’s begun,

A moment, soft and halcyon,

A sacred spell that does redeem,

A blessing from the Source supreme.

The heart is held by joy of morn,

It’s there for all from moment born,

A gentle bright, mauve, opaline

Awakening our light within.

So stand at East when night is done

To welcome home the rising sun,

Bequeathing all a hallowed ray