Mornings

Morning sits on the doorstep of destiny

A threshold of departure and transition

Or one of the footsteps of our ancestors 

From one place to another

Without boundaries

The breeze of the dawn is the pulse of a new day

That can lead us to paths of eternal righteousness 

Far beyond our restrictions and limitations

Without worrying about squirming or howling 

How did you find out it was day?

Was it the birds who told you night had gone away?

I’m wide awake now

Just like you, I’m up too

I’ll be right out to play with you

It’s another new dawning

A new day new time, renewed hope 

Just in time for us to cope

Just live as you never have

I trust we are not all that bad

So thank the maker for this day

And trust him to make things mighty clear

As the sun rises

and its rays gleam off the morning dew

As the birds chirp away another tune

The aroma of a cup of java fills the air

I see another one of God’s days 

I have to say

Good morning, good morning my lovely praise

For I know it will be one of those days

When we stood at the foot of the hill beneath the scenic overlook that still bonds us together

Always seek the almighty’s blessing

For each day will have its opening glory

What now? What’s next?

It’s a brand new day

Good morning, good morning my love

The sweet smell of glorious days gone by

Capture the memories of my footsteps 

That walked and loved along the streets of Dolge

And long to embrace the waters of love, peace, and eternity along the Mohawk

Blessings,