Something About a Sunrise

Fresh new poem!  These words came to mind late last night.  I guess I was longing for the beauty of the sun come morning.  =]

It is in the dark of the night long where words unspoken find life.


There is something about a sunrise
That speaks of a new glory day;
Something about each tendril of light
And every vivid sun-ray.

There is something about the colors
That speak of an Artist's brush;
Something in each careful hue
To make Lady Dawn blush.

There is Someone in the heavens
Who takes care to paint the morn;
Someone who loves all–
Be they happy, sad, or worn.

There is Someone in the heavens,
Ever near, unseen by earthly eyes;
Whose Light shines through days' end
And wakes again come sunrise.

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  1. Oh, Sarah! This is just beautiful! You are so talented. Keep writing poems. God has given you a beautiful gift!

  2. Lovely, Sarah, as always. :)

  3. Thanks, Tane!! You are too sweet!! <3


To each is given a bag of tools,
A shapeless mass, and a book of rules,
And each must make, ere life is flown,
A stumbling block or a stepping stone.