What Crest From Window Breaks
What light
Thank God from window breaks
Such joyous song
Pure light
Ecstatic in its purity
Perfection in it's cresting
Pismic in it's colors
It breaks so fine and new upon my worried
and trouble do soul
The tragedies of my life become nothing but a memory
Good.
There have been and may come so many more sorrows that can yet could come to me
and yet this breaking of dawn
This absolute perfection of white light comes every morning.
Beckoning me
praying for me.
Enlightening me
enticing me and congoling me into believing
Yet again
It is so fresh.
It is so new!
It is so perfect
! It is so incandescently and absolutely promising
This morning
This breaking of dawn that comes with an energy that I feel in my bones and my soul that swears to me.
This is a brand new day and no matter what happened yesterday, today is absolutely new
It swears to me that if I feel it's energy and I embrace it that there is nothing from the past the can touch me or stop me from experiencing this new start
It crests on me with a rainbow of color off my prism in my window
It rises from the floor to the ceiling.
This new light.
This brand new crest of day and swears to me that it is more powerful than anything I have experienced before
It promises me everything and asks me to forget everything and just dive in to a brand new day and I am helpless before it
I am helplessly in love with the hope it brings
Relentlessly and exquisite
This light brings me hope and I am helpless before it
I am born again every morning
Copyright © Ingrid Showalter Swift | Year Posted 2023
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment