Friday, May 5, 2017

Call to Worship


The eastern sky fills with the sun,
burning off the dew,
giving brilliance
to the shadows of night.
A symphony of birds
sing a greeting to a new day.

A church bell rings,
distant.
It's melody beckons the weary.
A tune of times simpler.
This grace is amazing.
Raise your voices in praise.
A morning filled with blessings
is given
by the Giver.

There are flowers at the roadside,
wild in their growth
and little children 
who run up the steps.
The bell calls,
but worship has begun
the moment I thanked God
for a new day.



copyright 2017 - Donald P James Jr 

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