A Sunrise

Every little star now to fade.
Even the brightest won't stay the day.
Here it comes! The sky flashes gray,
Then with hues of gold, it turns to blue.
But first that gold to orangest red
Revives my heart, once in dread.
To see light on silver cliffs that grew
Every moment clouds a different hue.
And my heart, it were wont to sink,
But for misty clouds that turn to pink.
Like angels streak across the sky,
Red and azure clouds conclude the night.
And against the mountains aglow with light,
The clouds rise up to gain new heights.
You illuminate my skies above,
And show me all of Your great love.

Written: 8/25/09 at the senior retreat