Color-wheel of Love

I think we broke the winter weekly sunrise record easily this week!
5 in one week?! wow! Thank-you, Lord. (And help our praise to be more than lavish lip-service!)

The deep dark starts to hint at tints of turquoise fringed with pink

As stars that studded midnight’s arc are softly snuffed, blink-blink

The slumber-silenced orb of earth senses whispers of light

The Troubadour of Time’s rebirth restores image to sight

Thought reaches for more than the trouble man is born to bear

Horizon-lines transfix our gaze with morning’s mercy-flare

For God does not forget the ancient promise that He made

‘As long as earth endures; summer and winter, night and day’

How swift the gift of day erases traces of night’s claim

Heaven declares God’s handiwork on fathoms without frame

As far as eye can see the sky showcases majesty

Beyond the reach of human hands’ erring propensity

God’s footstool beams where beauty streams and crests earth’s eastward banks

The best that we can give is love well-lived in humble thanks

Where, whether rain or shine the earth and its fullness thereof

Is held by the Divine Artist whose color-wheel is love

© Janet Martin