Prose- Autumn and Beyond

Sep 23

1 min read

Many mornings early rising

soft steps into dark woods

the quiet stillness loud scents

oh tonic to my soul!

Easy breathing dawn-break

creature sounds betray the silence

light-rays winking leaf tops

and the peace of God in me

These gifts at times memories

schedules, family, others first

older, weary body reminisces

and dreams of woodlands once again

Yet comes a day, a time of unending

all in relationship

with the Maker of these wonders

forever with Him

kingdom

eternal morning

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