Soft in the Waking Sun

Speak Fresh, Beloved,
through the Gift
of This New Day;
burst forth into Being
from Your Infinitely
Generous Heart.

Though it seemingly start
wearied or worried,
a moist morning breeze
has hurried Hope along;
singing Her Song in chorus
with Robin and Jay;
unbinding, unwinding,
clearing The Way;

Re-minding the Soul 
of Mercy newborn 
with morning's first breath~
the potency of  Your Kindness;
Love stronger than death!
Your Life in All That Is,
seen and unseen!

Your Light, soft 
in the waking sun~
O Christ, crystalline
in summer green! 

Cheryl Anne
~a midsummer morning's praise