Senses

I saw Your artistry this morning
in the wisps of clouds that
reflected the first rays of light.

songbird

I heard Your song in the voices of the birds
greeting the new day,
caring for their young.

I tasted Your provision
in the hot cup of coffee that
teased my wakening taste buds.

coffee

I experienced delight
in the scent of Jasmine and Mimosa,
permeating the early morning air.

I felt Your goodness
in the coolness of the breeze
not yet overcome by the heat of the day.

And I, as Jeremiah, recalled to my mind –

“It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not.  They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness.” -Lamentations 3:22-23

clouds

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