All Creatures
As cold tinges Redbud turning leaves gold
All creatures sing praises to God above
In stillness a red sun rises slowly
Inching its way above horizon gray
Will it disperse gray clouds with burts of light?
Only God knows what the day's future holds
But in His presence at this moment now
I am blessed to witness a glorious
Sunrise of red cast upon those gray clouds
Let the beauty of the sunrise lead me
To a beautiful spirit to grace day
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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