A Morning Resolve
I stand by my window and watch.
One by one the stars all leave me.
I am having coffee with the dawn.
The first ray of Son descending
into my coffee cup . . .
into my heart.
The steam from my coffee ascending
to the heavens . . .
into God's heart.
The yearning in my heart streaming
to the heavens . . .
into God's heart.
And God, standing in the heavens
watching the Son . . .
rising in my heart,
Leans down to breathe in
the first rays . . .
of my yearning,
And names it 'Morning Prayer.'
Copyright © Bill Whittle | Year Posted 2010
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