Wake

Morning rise, wake!, see the beginning unfold
as golden reflections appear in these panes
to merely capture a glimpse of the Sun
Clouds that have taken you,
forever stirring and brooding
Surely nothing can compare

Wake the moment has come,
on this day I have come to see
reflections turn to Full Glory

Afternoon sun, you see the bluest lake
now transformed by His glory
Ripples of light echo in your very waters
O God of Light, outshining the Sun
Partial is my perception
Different Light, I could dream of such things

Gone are the shadows of the night
on this day I have come to see
this eager anticipation in my heart

Oh Evening coming, how could it be?
that You would carry me by Your cloak and on Your wings
That the You would take me to Your place
Creator and my Maker, come once again
Light that will no longer bend, but that will pierce
On that day, I will truley wake!

Wake the moment has come,
on this day I have come to see
reflections turn to Full Glory

JG