Be thee of morning
Or dusk’s fading light
Or of reflection
In moon of dark night
Be soul’s desire
Of treasure to seek
Awareness of guiding
This heart of the meek
In storms of darkness
Your light will appear
Let wisdom be known
You’ll always be near
Be of indwelling
Of intimate prayer
Joy of outpouring
Your gift of light share
DarylMadden 
What an absolutely beautiful poem. Thank you so much for writing it, and thank you for liking my post today, you’re my first like ever! Blessings to you 🙂
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