Morning Light

The morning comes in increments.

Clouds and snow are dominant.

But slowly morning light does come

With blowing snow before it’s done.

With morning light, we see some beauty.

It snowed last night, the dusting’s pretty.

Twill only last an hour or two.

The wind disturbs the morning hue.

Beauty comes and beauty goes.

Does it reflect time as it flows?

It reflects the hand of God!

God makes beauty, it evolves.

He’s an artist with His brush.

He paints real pictures with snow dust.

He’s mastered beauty to our eyes.

He puts the blue up in the sky.

Anytime you take to look

One can see His hands at work.

Beauty is in the beholder.

It excites and fills with wonder.

Take the time to look inside.

Excitement comes, you do decide

To follow what you find in there.

God knows you well, and He’s aware.

Thank You, Father, deep inside.

You know exactly how I’ve tried.

I do share my life with You.

You’re with me in all things I do.

Paul Anderson

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