Calling Silent Beams

Though dark of winter may weigh us down Like harrowing vibes disguised We will not toss, nor turn in bed, instead We'll flex our silent quest to thrive To choose God's voice in stillness clear While shadows of morn may confound. For with each touch of light, we're fortified Remembering rights, pure providence Like blessings in disguise, and Forgiving beams, awakening us to rise And keep on rising, as light flicks within Then perk us by amazing quiet grace Letting us fall in love with all God's trace As we smile with heaven's glow of morning. *