Here I stand in the golden dawn
Looking out over the horizon awaiting
The complete rising of another sun
Whose head now rests on the soft white
Froth of the ebon night’s bedroom waters;
Suddenly I am filled and consumed in a web
Of thoughts spun from dreams of dreams
That somehow always seem to be dreams
Of dreams dreaming back to me seeking
Their fulfillment and reality completion;
In the serene quietness and beauty of it all
Awareness reveals to me that with another sun
God has granted me another day to have my
Paralleling once again to become a perpendicular
Radius in the circled arena of life on Earth;
Despite the whirlwind challenges in life’s circle
It is indeed a glorious blessing to once again
To be vertically breathing with rhythmic heartbeats
Thus I’m determined to enjoy and be glad in this day
In which I shall fill with devotional labors of love;
With my eyes on the prize and my mind and heart
Knocking on the door of that house not made by hands
And is indeed an abode of eternal liberating love
I begin this blessed day with thanksgiving to almighty God
Who has again decided that my sojourn here is to continue;
Today I know I shall confront mountains of oppressive debris
As I travel shadowed valleys of waving ambushing death
But I shall not fear no evil for God covers me with the antidote
And my faith and trust in my God and His given grace protect—
Inhibits—and destroys the debilitating power fear once had over me:-
Breastplated with mustard seed fate and wearing God’s
Helmet of hope and with the spear of love in my hand
I confidently prepare to enter back upon the battlefield
Of God’s liberating conquering of the trials and tribulations
That continues to revolve within the circle of life today;
The echoes of the scriptures remind me that in this life,
Our God has not given me/us the spirit of fear but that of
The spirit of love and that of an ever-sound mind—an asking
And seeking sound mind—that is now pleading to be filled
With His divine wisdom and guidance in today’s labors of love;
With the words of David (1 Chronicles 28-29) echoing in my ears
As I prepare for my sojourn along today’s routes to labors of love
I beseech God’s traveling graces that I may reach destinations
Safe and sound—free from harm and free from causing harm—
And in the awareness of preventing Satin’s lurkings to be harmful;l
With God in me—guiding me—in my liberating mission purpose
In this confused disunified world I know that with His grace
When I’m sometimes struck down He’ll be there to lift me up
That when setbacks threaten progress He’ll pull me onward
Fearlessly conquering anything that oppression throws at me;
I am so aware this morning that it is in being of service to others
In labors of love—fueled by divine love—we best serve our Creator
And His liberation Son as we daily sojourn the circle of challenging life
Thus I pray that I will this day be an instrument of peace and liberation
And a reflector of Trinity’s love and the power of mustard seed faith:-