ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Clouds laced with a rim of gold,
Woven with threads of red and purple,
It bursts into a tapestry of majesty.
As the sun ascends over distant mountains,
A precious fabric, designed by the King of Glory, rises,
Caressed by His hand,
Kissed by His lips.
For our pleasure,
Good morning, sun,
Your beauty embraces me,
I am warmed by your touch,
Encouraged by your power,
On fire for You,
Anxious for a grand new day.