The Sweetness of a New Day's Dawning

In the silence of the pre-dawn hour
My soul begins to sing.
Ah what wonder and what mystery
perchance each new day brings.

The stars light fades in the waking blue.
The silver moon for slumber yearns.
While soon the fires of sun's love,
will kiss the earth in blaze and burn.

Birds upon the nest in quiet peace lay waiting
Dewdrops on the grass anticipate igniting.
Chill receeds and warmth preceeds,
the mystery abating.

Glory!
Dawn bursts into Being!
Rejoice!
We are once again reborn!

What gift of dreams
does each night bring,
Before our Resurrection
with each morn.