If He knew the Morning
before there were Skies
And night’s purple cradle
from which she would rise
The Neon-tint downy
to fluff ‘round her eyes,
As rocking His Son in
the Wind’s lullabyes,
Then all who are ransomed
from dark -
bear His name
Bequeath to His tender light
longing
the same.
The passion crescendo's by special request,
Since next to me, He must love -
Morning
the best!
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Written July 22nd, 2003
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how absolutely gorgeous! Sigh....
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wow, this is one of my new favorite poems, i can not express how much i love it in words. It was so eloquent and well ritten, it flowed well and had great depth to it. amazing great write, keep it up.
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A very beautiful piece, so gently and lovingly written. You express yourself in such a heartfelt manner. great work
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lovely, so very beautiful and thought out
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Beautiful beautiful. I loved that poem, and I love dawn. It's so beautiful to watch the stages of dawn. Faint blue light, to a peachy glimmer in your eyes through the window, then the sun peeks over the horizon and spills onto the dewy grass...Beautiful.Great job.
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Thank you for your read and comment!
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This is just wonderful. I like the last line. wonderful write, poet.
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This was wonderful keep up the great writing and thanks for your comments on mine
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This is a beautiful poem. I'm not sure what else to say. You've left a writer in a place where expression through words can't be done. Hopefully, when I say "I'm speechless" you understand.
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Excellent
This flows to and fro like a lullaby and was quite relaxing to read which is nice since I am about to go to bed. The imagery was fabulous and makes me want to hurry off to bed so I can wake up early to see the sunrise and I have a date with my morning cup of coffee too.
Best wishes
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oh, now that was simply breath takeing! how i love that early morning the sounds and smells...... and that oh so quiet wind, wakeing to gently ruffle your hair..... sigh. like being alone with yourself, and watching the world wake from her slumberous reprieve.
'And night’s purple cradle
from which she would rise'
rise in coulers of golden hues...... thank you for this.
arden
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Admiration, joy and peace. from every line it shines into the reader's soul.
What more can one ask of one's poem? Except a piece of immortality perhaps?
Far be it from me to make such big claims but I would say that would not be a big ask of this piece. No, not at all. -
gosh I loved it...especially for A MORNING person like myself...thanks.. and THANK you VERY much for your comment on my "Courage to Love", It is one of THE comments that I really loved!
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There's got to be a morning after...but of couse that doesn't refer to the Divine Plan and gratitude by the Created for the love extended so freely. The poem was penned from the hair of God dipped in the blood of redemption. Prayers. ET
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EXCELLENT !!!
Bueatifuly written ! And I agree. These are my favorite lines.
Then all who are ransomed
from dark -
bear His name
Bequeath to His tender light
longing
the same.
The passion crescendo's by special request,
Since next to me, He must love -
Morning
the best!
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Beautiful as always Cookie. Light and airy like the early morning dawn. God is love and through your written word you honor him. Bless You.
~Angela -
Cookie, each new dawn brings another wonderful day in our lives, a day we can revel in his glory and remember his promises, and when that sun tips over that horizon, the display is breathtaking, the colors and the sound of that amazing silence, the cool, crisp breaking of the day, its a miracle, indescribable, and we drink it in slowly like sweet nectar that flows from the morning glory as it opens right on schedule.. oh i do love mornings. Beautifully written, passion's crescendo, what a vision!
~becky~
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How absolutely beautiful, gal!!! You MUST post that if you haven't already. The images are delish. Thank you so much,gal!
Still half veiled by the soft gray
"clouds looking like crumpled
tissue paper resting on the Atlantic,
the sun’s rays fan out and gently
tickle the sky, making her blush"
Edited on Jul 23, 9:08 p.m. because ''. -
Oh, CZ... what a beautiful, write...
There is a special feel in the air in the early mornings... even though I am not amorning person, I do enjoy that feeling.
Still half veiled by the soft gray
clouds looking like crumpled
tissue paper resting on the Atlantic,
the sun’s rays fan out and gently
tickle the sky, making her blush...
a bouquet of hues!
Such intricate blends; a painter’s
brush could never equal.
I wish the sky could sustain her
gentle, pink morning glow, but just
as I must move on, the sun has to leave
her bed of gauzy clouds and rise!
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Thank you, everyone!
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Cookie, this flowed so beautifuly, shows He knows things ahead of the new day or the plans of how and what will be before it takes place....:) But the love and comfort He also brings to His people through nature and Him for us to enjoy......Love and hugs,
Sherry -
a beautiful piece for a beautiful woman, and angel on AP
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a gracious one she is to all
for spending time with us all
she whispers secrets for us to hear
a small bit of inspiration we all endure
for the lady of the Dawn is for sure
the charming one that touches us deep
in her graceful write that is bitter sweet.
Dawn, I hope you know how fortunate
you are to have the friends worldwide made here on AP
Tamara -
Hi there. Thank you all. Amazin..it IS most certainly a God reference. I don't know any other Creator who had a Son who personifies life but through the Cross for our benefit.
I just know how special morning is and the awesome predictability of it taking place ...just as surely as what happens when we accept Him!
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aww that was cute...at first it sounded like a god reference but that was beautiful...
Dante -
Now first off I have to tell you I ALWAYS make a point of coming to read all poems with my name in it {how lucky I am to have such a poetic name}
Now what a piece of beauty you have left for us here~~ beautiful spiritual theme to this and I also love how your words are falling like rays of light~~ very visual poem this is
Beautiful rhyme this had it almost sounded like a song and I absolutely loved the personification in this~~ Dawn a Lovely Lady indeed
This was wonderful Cookie~~ such beautiful images you captured with your pen!
*rose*~~Dawn
Edited on Jul 22, 9:27 p.m. because 'bad speller I am.....'.
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