A Sequel

July 23, 2009 at 9:51 pm · Filed under 2009, poem, reflection

It is only now that

I remember

how great

early mornings are–

The fresh sight

of the newly rising sun

casting it’s light rays to earth;

The fresh smell

of the greens

with their dew drops, and

The fresh feeling

of a light, cold breeze

touching my skin.

Oh!

Can one really put

an end

to a cycle?

Or

should you

just deal with it?

Even the Psalmist

declared a way of coping!

–to praise

Him

in the morning;

To remember

His faithfulness

at night.

To end

this cycle is

to kill

Life itself.

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