I Have Awoken To A Bright New Day Poem by Gert Strydom

I have woken to a bright new day
with sparrows, weavers and redbreasts singing,
the sun playing over my face,
with their sweet voices ringing

in songs of grace,
with the new day dawning,
dew shining where it did fall
and this very day, this morning,

feels like the very first one
and creatures big and small
everyone sings in the sweetness
of their voices from the dewfall:

of God's entire creation and the new day,
in elation while they work and play.

© Gert Strydom