There surely was a morning
that followed the first night
a newly minted dawning
and a step into the light
A creature on a hilltop
noticing the sky aglow
a spark of bright divinity
happening there below
Wide eyes that gazed with wonder
as darkness turned to flame
at Heaven ripped asunder
Did it even have a name?
I wish that I had been there
to bathe in that first light
the sky all dipped in glory
must have been a blessed sight
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A hypnoticly beautiful song
A hypnoticly beautiful song of rebirth that reaches up and brings the Divine to Earth. Simply glorious work and a must read for anyone needing a ray of light in their lives. Still floating in its splendor.