Promise in the sky

I wake in the morning to a light so bright,
A warm feeling of embrace after a cold night.
Reminding me that He is always there,
telling me to be still, I listen, I care.

Sending His blessings from which he created,
that is how it is predominately stated.
See love from the tiniest bird to the great big sea,
with a stroke from His mighty finger all things came to be.

I always wanted to touch the sky,
on another day, the rays looked like angels on high.
Even on the day the clouds were swirled like art,
So much you do, the work  done is on your part.

I see the beauty and wonder form from within,
lightning majestically takes over the sky, the rain comes again.
But clouds turn dark and days sometimes gloomy,
this feeling goes through the inner part of me.

Tears fall with the rain ,a symbol of the promise on the way,
Oh, the color of the sky, those hues just made my day.
It pours, then calmness flows the rain ceased,
like it never occured the rays of sunshine increase.

I stand in awe as the flowers rise unbroken,
The love is known, even hearts are unfrozen.
I now want to reach up and touch the sky,
taking in every sound, color, and warmth in stride.

Consoling me in all that I desire not to bear,
all those things show me you will free me from all despair.