When Dawn Unfurls a Golden Sash

 It's so nice to see a gold-colored morning!

When dawn unfurls a golden sash

Above the hills soft-silver washed

And all the earth is morning-splashed

With Time’s refurbished Must

Then, we rejoice to see anew

God’s grace in glory-gilded hue

Where we embrace His purposed due

Of hope and faith and trust

When night recedes, an ether tide

Of dissipating dark to light

Somehow within the heart ignites

The will to carry on

For we are not forgotten souls

Ordained to suffer futile goals

Where Time its aimless air extols

In egotistic yawn

When, from a Fount we cannot see

Cascades kind opportunity

How grave Responsibility

Extends its pleading will

It fills the heart and hand with awe

Mercy and Goodness without law

Gifts human race with one more dawn

Love’s calling to fulfill

© Janet Martin