I Recommend Mornings

 

While every breath of a new day is 'new', there's something about morning that feels newer of all!

New morning muddles through puddles of mist

I'm glad to be here and watch its fresh-kissed

Face grin as God grants Time another chance

And plants the air with the song of its dance

I recommend mornings; what is more grand

Than a page unmarred laid on this scarred land

Where Time, though unsevered is quickly cast

From future to present to Ever-past

Soon morning's splendor surrenders to noon

Soon it is swept from time's threshhold; its tune

Lost in life's shuffle, muffled by the noise

Of Duty and laughter and middle-day joys

But now morning splashes through puddles and mist

It draws back the sashes; night fades when kissed

And I'm glad God covers the Past with His grace

As morning soft-tumbles from His embrace

Janet Martin

 In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly. 

Ps.5:3