One and Hard Won

One and Hard Won Through the Lord's grace, Our eyes open to find a new day Brush strokes radiant where we love and pray Eager to witness life’s paintings unfold Evidence of His divine greatness that We behold A sparrow’s trill as it lights upon a fence The pewter and silver morning inviting raindrops to dance Of oleander leaves gently touching windowsills Majestic trees coaxing children to climb and fill Of the smell of toast and coffee to greet the awakening The warmth of His body and shallow breathing Eyes fluttering and dreaming behind closed lids My dream, His dream, Our dream complete Is One and hard Won, Two is Too no longer to repeat All are scenes of wondrous beauty sublime He and I, shall have all this in time. [p smith]