Somber Thoughts on a Saturday
As sunset ushers in the night we sit here silent in the light fading, embracing joyous rest that rises in the sun's fair flight. I ponder over what's been set in motion by God's usherette - of starlit evenings, well warm dawns, sheltered in mellow maisonettes. Not long after, I wake and yawn, convinced the sun's trying to fawn me out of house and home, to speak with God, face-to-face, 'fore I'm gone. So I stop, for His face I seek, recognize His sovereign seat, and listen to His holy speech - and listen to His holy speech. ~~~~~~~~~ Less words, more poetry. Cheers!