Friday, February 1, 2013

Light of Love

Love reaches to the earth
And rends night’s deepest hour
From sepulchers of darkest dark
Comes Morning’s radiant power

Love does not snuff the wick
In mercy's vaulted dome
But lights the dawn with hope and grace
And wonder from His throne

Love does not seal our doom
But flings its gates ajar
Its wonder free to one and all
Love loves us as we are

© Janet Martin

Imagine if one day, the Light was gone...
On a more mundane note: this glorious morning light is revealing dust, spills, fingerprints. Off to do some polishing and scrubbing.

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