We awaken to this new day.
The morning calls, freshly whispering
in the vacant shadows of night,
a sunrise in sight on the horizon,
rising ever-upward to her perch.
The church of this new and blessed day
dawns upon us. We pray that every new day
possesses her beauty and grace, a place
where the angels stand, hand-in-hand,
offering their songs in the rustle of each leave,
the hush of the breeze and in every newborn’s sneeze.
A morning; as new as any beginning
for which we can wish. A day, as precious
as the life we offer to Him in our every action
It is pleasing in our sight
that this right moment is presented to us;
this gift is given to us.
Accept this new day in the spirit of life.
For no matter what the mortal men predict,
it is a new and blessed day.
If clouds should form, it is a sign
to appreciate all you have when the sun
sits high in a blue sky. If rain should appear,
know that it will eventually clear,
leaving the bloom of flowers
and the freshness of a start anew.
Any obstacle was placed before you to teach you.
To teach you to persevere.
To teach you acceptance of the things you cannot change.
To give the lesson that all God offers
in each new day is a blessing.
It is never more than we can handle.
It is always a manifestation of His love for us.
Embrace this gift for it is given in love.
Embrace this day, your life, your family, your friends,
and the time you have to embrace them.
This is a great place that emerges from the shadow of night;
this day so given.
(C) Walter J. Wojtanik
dVerse Poets Pub – Tuesday Poetics: Blessing