Morning for me,
is a greeting from the good old radiant sun
spreading warmth on my face and stirring me awake
the serenity of this time of the day mustn’t go to waste.
Acknowledgements are made to my creator,
then fresh inspiration in my head leads to words on the pages of my notebook
but there’s something else…
Noon is spent in the book room,
away from the sun which has lost it’s morning goodness
and has become scorching on my caramel skin
Hence, I take to
glimpsing into the minds of great ones before me.
Still, there’s something else…
Night is more like when my day comes to life.
Tranquility of the morning having returned,
new ideas are birthed,
the past is reviewed,
the future comes into view,
and the gift and goal of today is revived.
Throughout my day,
something journeys with me;
guiding, advising, reminding
and keeping me company just like any loyal friend would
is the person of the Holy Spirit.