Every sunrise is a present, a gift from God above,
Gift-wrapped with scarlet ribbons and tied with bows of love.
Each day's a new beginning, a time to start anew,
While all the stars are sleeping, and the rose is fresh with dew.
Every day's a new creation, too lovely to ignore,
And we may find a blessing, just outside our door.
We cannot keep the past, like fireflies in a jar;
Nor journey to the future by wishing on a star.
Every sunrise is a blessing, a gift for just today.
Rejoice, my friend, embrace it before it fades away!
When the sun rises tomorrow,
I shall be in the Land Below the Wind,
where I shall be spending most of my time.
If this space is silent,
hope over to my Tiap-tiap Hari in His Eyes
Who knows? Probably you will
find some surprises?
Gift-wrapped with scarlet ribbons and tied with bows of love.
Each day's a new beginning, a time to start anew,
While all the stars are sleeping, and the rose is fresh with dew.
Every day's a new creation, too lovely to ignore,
And we may find a blessing, just outside our door.
We cannot keep the past, like fireflies in a jar;
Nor journey to the future by wishing on a star.
Every sunrise is a blessing, a gift for just today.
Rejoice, my friend, embrace it before it fades away!
When the sun rises tomorrow,
I shall be in the Land Below the Wind,
where I shall be spending most of my time.
If this space is silent,
hope over to my Tiap-tiap Hari in His Eyes
Who knows? Probably you will
find some surprises?
1 comment:
Lovely poem
I love both sunrise (beginning) and sunset (ending) and in between the day which gives me hours of life and joy....
Must live life to the fullest...
Am trying my best to finish the book The Good Life introduced by Judy. Bought one from Patrick at Wesley.....
Dr. Su said Be Connectional....We are indeed connected through blogging.
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