Before the light,
There’s only dark,
The streets are empty,
The cold is stark.

I start my walk,
Am on my way,
It’s time to go,
Begin the day.

It’s quiet here,
Without a soul,
The world is empty,
It’s far from whole.

The silence is there,
It’s all around,
And people and things,
Are nowhere to be found.

And then it starts,
The light creeps in,
A day is coming,
About to begin.

The skies fill up,
With wonderous hues,
Of purples, and reds,
Mixed in with the blue.

And God looks down,
You can feel Him smile,
The perfection that it is,
It must’ve taken a while.

And light creeps up,
And fills up the skies,
While I know not to look,
It dazzles my eyes.

And I draw a deep breath,
As I look towards the Sun,
Of the hope that is new,
With the day just begun.

And I know that I’ll find,
His path laid for me,
I’ll just keep on walking,
And one day I’ll be free.

And until that day comes,
I’ll greet each new day,
And thank the good Lord,
That I’m finding my way.

For when we give in,
And trust Him above,
We’ll learn of the power,
That rests in that love.

And time will show us,
That path will be clear,
So take in that daylight,
There’s nothing to fear.

For the hope and possibility that can come with each new day.

-CJG 01/16/2022