The leaves catch Your stillness, the quiet of Your sunrise.
Drops of water netted by their outstretched fingers.
motion slowly caught to the moving dawn.
this be Your glory? Is there possibly more?
can stop the freshness of a new day?
can prevent the onslaught of the light?
allow the full colors to run across the sky!
them, and trap this unlimited view?
you able, or must you say you can not?
this is His glory, the glory of God!!
this world His glory shines.
than the dawn, more than the brightness of a new day.
His Son has come,
with Him, an eternal dawn He brings.
light is unstoppable.
penetrates all of creation.
the evidence that He is here.
the harvest grow under His watchful radiance.
miss this dawn of the Son,
sleep through this eternal rising.
in His glory! Acknowledge His kinship!
that He is God!!
His peace to come over you,
suddenly, without warning,
will envelop you in judgement,
He is avoided and refused.
marvel at this vastness, the great rising of the Son.
and announce His entry,
Jesus Christ appears!
presence is among us
day has come.
You wait for our response
To the quiet rising of Your Son.
His Light by Ronhales Psalm 94:16