Dawn Bells

My waking hour, around all are asleep, the day unfolds like petals on a flower, as Sun's first rays across the treetops creep the village church far off proclaims the hour. Throughout my life those distant bells have peeled most of the time unnoticed, life went on but hearing them reach out across the fields reminds me of something to dwell upon. From dawn 'till dusk we live lives hurriedly, commitments and distractions rule our thoughts, sometimes I feel I swim an angry sea, life's problems are the nets in which I'm caught. To call for help is pointless in such noise, my voice drowned out, it seems a wasted prayer, I need to seek this calm the dawn enjoys to listen, and then suddenly he's there. God's care and love for us will never cease, we find him in those precious times of peace.