Friday, September 28, 2012

Morning Madrigal





Its spills from heaven-portals
In merciful embrace
Of Tenderness immortal
Another day of grace

Into night’s charcoal blackness
He whispers, ‘let it be’
His Light pierces the darkness
And bathes the morning lea

Beneath His utter Knowing
Earth’s toil and turmoil bleed
Into scarred Hands bestowing
Redemption for sin’s seed

His visage is supernal
He sees each secret place
And yet, imparts a vernal
Unblemished day of grace

A sash of astral grandeur
Gilds the stark, raven limb
As shades of heaven-splendor
Dissolves night’s onyx scrim

Its spills from heaven-portals
In merciful embrace
Of Tenderness immortal
Another day of grace

© Janet Martin

2 comments:

  1. Indeed Janet! A beautiful morning, a beautiful song, "another day of grace" from "Another Porch"!

    If you haven't seen my latest post, check it out, I think you'll enjoy it: Dawn

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  2. TUG, Thank-you for drawing my att: to your post. One computer and 3 students means suddenly 'mom' is last on the priority list for the computer. Basically its 'post' with someone standing at my shoulder asking, 'are you almost finished?'. My leisurely reading of other blogs is non-existent right now,but this too shall pass:)

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