When Morning Comes

Startled by a sudden change

Your thoughts flow like air outside

Your hands begin to wrinkle holding onto mine

They display life,

Sketching every measure of its pain

Revealing all the counts of shame

Naked-they show the consequence of our bad choices

But don’t be afraid.

This is only one’s night

In a single moment- we’ll awake

He will fade out the stars, to erase our sin

The warmth of His love will brush our skin

Then the wrath in His voice will set fire to that choice

And while it burns to ash,

His forgiveness will come like a storm

Flooding new rivers, to carry away our shame

He will plant seeds inside us

All so we may meet Him in his infinite grace.

My God, and His everlasting peace.

-Celine Rheanne Warren