Sunday, August 7, 2011

Golden Face

Glory pushes through the morning
Brilliance from what one's adorning
Purity, not a gilded feature
Affirmation for our future

I wonder if you bless the day
This tell of your wishful way
All before the dry of dew
Surely this, God gave to you

A grant for you like no other
Sent so you may wage the weather
With this notion you wipe clean
The slate of all that's yet unseen

Hoping for the greener pastures
Hopeful you will be enraptured
Clear to me, is your yearning
For you smile in the morning

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