Symphony of the Sunrise

Rustling leaves comfort those who see Past the hills, to psalms from the trees Past the gentle to grace and peace Past hopes to the praise that believes Autumn winds breathe soothing Past the lonely, to the astonishing Past the still, to the music in the winds, Past distraction to love’s temptations Cornstalks and pumpkins, abandoned Past the barren gardens, neglected Past the seas of silence, rejected Past the lonely words, with protection Scarlet and gold, tangerine so bold Past the laughter of heartfelt blessings Past the restful in tearful expressions Past the wonder in hearts who ponder Melodies of stars, reflecting the music Past the moon’s melancholic, haunting Past the shadows who whisper, taunting Past the twinkling through navy skies Winsome dreams in piercing screams Past the notorious outburst of trembling Past the definition of twilight hues Past the edge of heaven’s sense of truth Hibernating bear, calm deer, testy coon Past the echoes of prayers from the woods, Past gray barns who feed the creatures, Past wonderous worlds, generous yearnings Leftover dreams from the hearts who believe Past stories left untold, never to be sold Past the decline of rusty dawns, tarnished and worn Past the reasons for hope to hesitate its fate Rising on the distant ridges, the sound of thunder Past the memories, foretold in the spirit’s wars Past the shame, the disgrace, the rumbling hurt Past the fears who resonate with a hollow thud Risking everything that comes before the falling snow Past the turbulent whispers of a quiet hope Past the hymns of yearning, the music so calming Past the seeking of a promise, falling steady, light rain He captures the spirit’s sinking, the soul’s appreciation Past the impressive prayers, the praise that shouts, Past the laughter in the song, the tone of love’s knowing Past the lingering light from One whose forever alive Autumn’s knowing, results in nostalgia’s glistening Past the heart who hears His breath in the dancing leaves Past the moment who believes He is there in the grief Past the silence that accompanies me when I can see… He is more than light, more than hope, more than life He is the rising of the sun, the settling of a heart He is the answer to every prayer, the blessing and grace He is the link between the seasons that reasons… Without His love, there is no chance of a new life Without His love, there is no answer, no sacrifice Without His love, without the love that paid the price Without His love, there is not one hope for an afterlife! As the Son sings, the symphony of sunlight, Autumn’s stories bring the heart insight, Autumn’s amazing brings the soul an invite… To believe in the One who makes everything allright!