Time is Waiting, standing still,
While Daylight pauses on the Terrestrial windowsill.
Night is Lurking, drawing Near,
While I lie here fighting perpetual Doubt and Fear.
The Moon is rising, Kissed by Light,
As I Pray to the Heavens to make Everything Right.
The Stars will track Erebus, and then fade,
As another Day breaks into Night’s Shade,
And I will Wait, with Breath bated,
For the Love that is Coming, Promised and Fated;
For even as Day turns ever to Night,
Faith Brings Heavens Blessings and Guided Sight.
~Morgan~
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