Wake up to a warm cup of joe,
Basking in your holy glow,
You’re my daily bread,
A new day for my skin to shed,
Hop outta bed and crack open my Bible and binge,
Devotions get me in the feels, here comes the spirit wind,
Spirit lead me to green pastures,
Lead me to your arms,
My heart you have captured,
My beauty you have carved
Spirit lead me to the valleys,
Lead me to the peaks,
Your love and grace I desperately seek
When I’m confined to a cocoon,
Impatient and crazed,
You whisper in my ear, Child just wait…
You’re timing is something I must attune to
Because when you call out to me Lord,
I will burst with life and new wings, amazed,
You continue waking me up with blessings,
Lord I’m singing your praise
As I start off my day, with butterfly mornin’s
About the Creator
Sibley Shamra
Poetry is simply diction strung together as I see fit.
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Such pure praise emanates from this one!