Lifted

Lifted

©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson

On a quiet summer morning,

after night's unbroken rest,

I look past the tree-framed window

and discover I am blessed.

Peaceful joy arrives on tiptoe, 

unexpected––a surprise.

I've been gazing at gray shadows;

now they've fallen from my eyes.

Nothing changed. The scene is static,

every branch and leaf in place,

but the sun is warm and welcome

as it plays across my face.

Tender mercies may seem fleeting,

but their goodness lingers on.

Knowing that the night is coming,

shall not wrest from me the dawn.

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second image by Portia Lee

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