I love this beautiful morning;
I can taste the morning breeze.
I know it can change without warning,
but for now my mind's at ease.
This time is my morning glory;
I just want to run and shout.
I want the world to hear my story,
and this is no time for doubt.
There's glory in being holy,
and there's glory in being true -
true to God so I'm not lonely;
true to myself so I'm not blue.
The trees are filled with birds,
and the morning's filled with light.
It's not easy to put into words,
the feelings I have to fight.
I'm fighting my feelings of sadness
with all of my heart and soul;
I'm fighting to end all this madness
and hoping to get to my goal.
I just want to have my joy back,
and I need to hear God's Word.
I just want to stay on the right track,
and know my prayer's being heard.
This is my hopeful story;
I'm trying to do my best,
at this time of my morning glory,
to let go, let God, and be blessed.
There's glory in being holy, and there's glory in being true - true to God so I'm not lonely; true to myself so I'm not blue......such a great truth, morning as symbol for life in glory, spirituality. love for truth. magnificence. thanky u dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful morning breeze motivates mind and we feel dignity of nature through tender perception. Hearing God's words value more. God blesses us more and more. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned...10