Peace Morning Poems

I need Him every morning, as the day dawns.
He silences the shadows, restores my peace within.
I need Him when I awake, just like the apostle...

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Dew, to Dawn, to Dusk, to Dust: (pause)
A sacred cycle turns, while love endures.

At dawn's first light, beside you,
Where my soul finds peace and rest,
In...

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A deeper silence was born around Nature waiting
for its awakening, a weary, discontent, wandering 
star gleamed with a scarcely light so murky and feeble;
then dissipated...

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When light erases the mist falling softly
Against a quiet morning,
Life becomes eager to begin again,
Like the start of something wonderful,
It stirs awake the flames of...

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In golden hues that dance upon the land,
the radiant light, a painter’s delight.
A symphony of colors, hand in hand,
illuminate the world, both day and night.
A...

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In the soft morning light,
While dew drizzles its sigh
Over the petals of a blushing rose,
Silencing the reflections of prayers
Prayed gently, an intimate flow,
Embracing the sweetness...

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Looking forward to the morn,
When peace signals her breathless ascent,
Across the gentle horizon, sunlight
Reflecting the glistening silence, soothing
Like the grief sometimes poured out,
Over the sighing...

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Breaking the heart of her muse, breathing
Soft thoughts, music, songs of the stars,
Dreaming, awake, still dreaming,
Reflecting the laughter,
Oaks and pines, dancing,
In leafy smiles,
Inspiring,
Glowing,
Light.
Bright
Mornings,
Dawn of hope,
Stirring...

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I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting...

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In a world consumed of darkness
Don't allow it to rob your peace and light
That is longing to dwell within
There is a light within each of...

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Dew glistens on a frail rose petal,
As grief fades from the dawn,
Exposing the moment when light stirs
Whispering hope on silence gone.
Dew glistens and remembers to...

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On the stars, glittering
Flippant, playing
Like a robin or a wren – tempting
Summer’s dusk to trembling,
Soothing away each glimmer of the past,
Where hearts will last, forever...

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The grump got out of a lumpy bed,
Slipped on his slippers, scratched his head.
Stood on the scales, saw what he weighed,
Then made some toast with...

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After the glistening stars have spoken,
Night has fallen, soft and quiet, with poise,
Reflecting all the hearts that have broken,
Shattered by the winds, such a ghastly...

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Sleepy eyes, unhurried by the light,
Stirring the morning with song,
Dazzling shafts charm away the bleak night.

Whispered prayers are morning’s birthright,
She sighs across souls all her...

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