Sunday, August 3, 2014

Awesome August 2014 Number Three

Sunday Sonnet

The calm quiet of this sacred hour - a gift.
Transcendent exaltations rise aloft. 
Priorities that were once adrift 
On current with angelic song now waft.
Nature's  glorious elegance unfurl
Unfettered from shroud of storm and night.
Companions to the song now upward swirl
Attaining by grace and glory untold height.
Enfolded in Love's blissful, pure embrace 
These moments cherish in soul - unbroken. 
Not confined  by worry, unbound from place 
Hope, beauty, peace - divine truths now open
In sanctuary my roof is the sky
And with the larks my spirit now shall fly.

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