Painted Sky: a morning poem of awareness + blessing

Would I have noticed the sky this morning   if I hadn’t been dashing out with the trash can between frying the eggs and packing backpacks?   Would I have noticed how black turns to gentle grey; how soft pink creeps in and bleeds to orange    if I had been lying awake long before the alarmContinue reading “Painted Sky: a morning poem of awareness + blessing”


Morning Sky

This poem first appeared on Some Comfort and Joy. Check out this bi-weekly source of inspiration and encouragement for special seasons. Our Advent series begins next week (Monday Nov 30. 2020). Subscribe to never miss a post! I never tire of the morning sky New artistry each day Clouds play with mountains Sometimes sunshine, rainContinue reading “Morning Sky”