You painted a morning
Of beauty, astound
Such a masterpiece
Of colors abound
You sung a morning
Of silence, profound
A glorious psalm
Without a sound
You bless the morning
Just look all around
From heaven above
To here on the ground
Did you send this morning
So I could be found
Here in this moment
As your Presence surrounds
In a summer’s morning
To sit and to rest
To soak in the light
A time to feel blessed
To view the blue sky
To hear the birdsong
To feel the warm ray
A time to belong
To let the clouds drift
The “to do” list to cease
To bask in the stillness
A time to feel peace
To make the connection
To God everywhere
To offer it all
A time of pure prayer
All throughout the world
Reflections everywhere
They turn unto the light
With offering of prayer
To awaken unto
The call of the dawning
In silence they be
Prophets of the morning
Attuned to the nature
Sensed in this day
The unseen is spoken
One of God’s way
With Spirit of sharing
In Word or in deed
To garden unknown
They are blessed with a seed
And through a moment
Of offered intent
Ordained with the light
Into this day they’re sent
A soft gentle whisper
In light of adorning
Come now beloved
Listen to the morning
In screeches and caws
And buzz of the bee
The whispering breeze
A rustling tree
Sweet the birdsong
Echoes in the hollow
Soft the grass swaying
The wings of a swallow
A palette of silence
Allows this to be
Let the same stillness
Flow here into me
Let the Presence of peace
Here now take control
With gifts of the spirit
To sing in my soul
A blessing here
Of Presence be
A morning of
Solemnity
A blanket white
Of purity
Flows warmth within
Serenity
How still the gaze
Of mystery
Gifts pasture of
Tranquility
The grace of Your
Gratuity
A touch of Your
Divinity
The Spirits breath
Is heavenly
Wrapped within
Your majesty
A treasure that we awake to
With a sky of a peaceful blue
The sunlight of joy here to see
Anointing creation, holy
The dew comes to sparkle and shine
Ordained with a touch so divine
The petals of flowers embrace
With offer of beautiful grace
With praises the birdsong is bring
The sweet song is of angels singing
In stillness of sacredness here
Grows a garden of reverent prayer
Before us a pasture professing
The abundance of love is our blessing
And it’s our soul that God is adoring
With the gift of this heavenly morning
An offer of blessing
Of mornings invite
Breaking the fast
From the dark of night
A setting of silence
With pasture to dine
A quartet of sparrows
Sing songs so divine
We savor this silence
And drink in the light
A banquet of spirit
Is spread in our sight
A feast for the soul
Of love overflows
Abundance so great
We’ll take some to go
A morning’s invitation
Of offer here abounds
Of welcoming the soul
A sacred psalm surrounds
A holy hymn of hearing
Of heaven here to be
To free the soul from pride
By blessed humility
A silent song of singing
Which every heart is longing
The grace of love as is
In comfort of belonging
So deep the depths of dwelling
Of One that’s drawing me
Centering the soul
Home is where we be
Subsumed into the being
For that is what I am
One of all creation
Created for His plan
A page of life
Will be here soon
A prayer within
The morning moon
A being of
Two sides to see
An offer here
Which will I be?
To let the dark
Now fade away
Rejoice within
The light this day
Still the silence
Of the soul
Align my will
To Your control
As birds prepare
Their symphony
Lord let my song
Be one with Thee
The dawning sun rises
A glorious sight
We hear our soul whisper
Come, morning light
Warming the skin
With rays that outpour
Something within
Needs even more
A stirring desire
Of longing to find
One that’s engrained
In all of mankind
A welcoming Spirit
Through soul to be willed
Of light to receive
With love to be filled
DarylMadden 