Thursday, 30 October 2014

O Morning, What Morning!



O Morning, What Morning!
Walk through a world full of glitter and shine
With frost on the rooftops, vine laden, iced wine
The sun glowing dimly, still waking and low
Each moment it rises, a shimmering show
The sky set ablaze as light filters down
How radiant the colour of light's wondrous crown
A sight, a beauty, this glorious morn
Dazzling, extravagant, when each day is born
Joy comes in the morning, each day made anew
O mercy come swiftly! Thou warmth, bright and true!
The dawn is breaking, the light overtaking,
Shadows of darkness, fleeing, forsaking
From slumber, awake, ye olde sleepy one!
Open thy heavy eyes, the night is undone!
Gather ye round to see this sight!
The day has arrived; bid farewell to the night!
Arise and partake of thy daily bread
Encounter life's lessons, heed life's words said
Listen to how a bird will go on
How it calls and it sings its newest of song
Pale with chill in the morn's frosty air
Blowing stalks, branches, a dance done with care
Beams cast gazes upon empty streets
Stretch out thy limbs, make wide mouthed yawn
Let morning flood in as curtains are drawn
The chatter of critters become daybreak's beats
With the soft light cometh last leaves falling
The red, yellow, orange; blushed Autumn's graceful calling
Give thanks for the blessings to thee given kindly
And graciously back in return ye must, kind, be
For life and for health and for song and thy kin
What abundant magnificence each day allows in
From a desolate deep to a lit amber hue
Those once asleep rise up renewed
Breezy cool whispers enchant all the more
Promised in mysterious myth, legend, lore
Upward melodical miles it goes
Each longitude's hope, how greatly it grows
Dawn somehow shatters and chases our foes
What mystery's workings, only God, Himself knows
Daylight brings with it the bold and the free
It feeds the heart, the sky, and the tree
Earth robed with light, the garment of day
He has clothed her and crowned her, and loved her this way
Wrought with wisdom, strong and pure
Folly has faltered with light steady and sure
Exposed are the daft, the unsober scurry
Their deeds in the light, they scatter and hurry
Cast aside the fear and the doubt
Be not afraid, darkness has gone out
The bitter, the sweet, at once give place
Forget not the sorrows, yet lose not thy face
The sunlight laid bare, raw esteem bright and fair
Pray tell, does majesty sit greatly there
Canopied crests lay dim less and less
Upon all its mark, lain to impress
O Morning, what morning, how convincing thou art
Thou takest my breath, and hast stolen my heart
O Morning, such beauty, potential, and wonder
In loving thy charm, caught in thy web, under
How vast and how spacious, extent of thy grace,
Humility, meekness, what loving embrace!
How blossoms from night into day like a flower
How sacred this time, how solemn this hour
Suffer me not to forget thy grandeur
Ye bow in thy chastity, in innocence lure
Thou invitest me in to dine at thy table
The fast of midnight, ensuring I'm able
Spreading wide the feast of feasts
The gate, the door, she opens yonder East
It seems though the frost has frozen time still
Eternity placed in one moment's will
Precious the counts, the tock and the tick
How it lingers mid-step, and then fades away quick.
Loyally living this day that won't last
Yet honouring, keeping ancient vigil of past
Silently nodding to that which comes 'round
In stillness, obedience; what golden sound
No tears or no utt'rance thee gently submit
Thy glory, the givest, keeping not it
How gracious and willing though takest the toil
So others may live and beauty not spoil
Address all now, telling horizon's tale
Speak of the coming reverent gale
Daylight shining, come with haste
Hither to, spare none, no time waste
Henceforth shall be union of
Organic earth and heavens above
O Morning, what morning, thou endless delight
Ye opened my heart and set it in flight
O Morning from dawn until dusk thou dost wane
'Til thou reappear in the East once again

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