Faye Gibson Poet Lyric

Morning Prayer

Moisture laden morning air
wraps pale shawls round sleepy trees;
wee birds sing in cool garden
lifting praise on pleasing breeze.
Bees busy dusting flowers,
packing perfumed honey bags,
buzz low to kiss choice blossoms
drooped beneath dewdrops downward drag.
I worship, cloistered dawning,
held still in God's supreme hand;
linger, soft laughing moments, 
giving grace for day's demands.

Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, 6-21-14

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Jackie Faasisila July 18, 2014 at 12:41 AM Hi Faye, Prayer poems are always good. You capture some morning things well. I like bees, buzz and blossoms. I am new but will have to post some of my prayer poems too. Great to meet you. Jackie

Ram Krishna Singh July 8, 2014 at 1:41 AM Spiritually elevating. R K

Hina Nasir July 6, 2014 at 6:57 AM I worship, cloistered dawning, Held still in God's supreme hand; ..waow this is a beautiful poem , how spiritual ..loved it ..hina Faye Gibson July 6, 2014 at 6:47 PM Thank you, Hina. I am so glad you stopped by for a visit.

Robert Nehls June 28, 2014 at 9:15 PM Seeing nature like this is such a wonderful way to start the day, Faye. A fine visualization of God's offering. Loved this one, my friend.... Robert. Faye Gibson June 29, 2014 at 10:28 PM Thank you, Robert. God is so good to us. Your comments mean much.

Silverla Stmichael June 28, 2014 at 1:55 PM Love the reverence and the play on a sonnet. Fantastic word choices. Faye Gibson June 29, 2014 at 10:26 PM Thank you, Silverla. I am glad you could visit me.

Leon Enriquez June 28, 2014 at 11:12 AM Dear Faye: Lovely write. Lovely read. Simply lovely. Well done. Leon Faye Gibson June 29, 2014 at 10:20 PM Thanks, Leon.

Colin James Platt June 27, 2014 at 11:03 PM I like this. I can relate to the overall message. It is nice to imagine the scene. A morning filled with all the lovely things that make a summers day. Well done. Regards, Colin. Faye Gibson June 29, 2014 at 10:18 PM Thank you, Colin. I am glad you liked the poem.

Mary Patricia Anthony June 27, 2014 at 5:46 PM Dear Faye, I love your morning prayer...nature is God's primary way of communicating to us xoxoMary Faye Gibson June 29, 2014 at 10:16 PM Thank you for stopping by, Mary.