Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
In the quiet hush of dawn's gentle grace,
A masterpiece unfolds a heavenly embrace.
The sun ascends, a radiant, golden prize,
A morning painting, a gift from God in the skies.
Over the ocean's edge, it paints the day anew,
A breathtaking moment, a miracle so true.
With colors that dance, in the early light,
The sunrise whispers, "Welcome to a day of delight."
So cherish this canvas, so vivid and grand,
A reminder of wonders, in life's endless strand.
In each rising sun, a promise unfurled,
A symphony of hope, to light up the world.
Good Morning Poems
by Greta Zwaan, ©2018
The sun begins to scatter the clouds that claimed the night,
The glowing lights of colour make darkness take flight.
At first there’s but a glimmer as colour finds its way
And then great bursts of sunshine announce a brand-new day.
The harmony of colours dance in the morning mist,
They’re orange, they’re red, they’re yellow; what colours they enlist!
They touch and mould together, they snap as they join hands,
The music is ethereal and then they break their bands.
And still they dance in union, together then apart,
The colours blend and scatter – a heavenly work of art.
I almost hear their laughter; I almost hear them say:
"God’s made a brand-new morning; wake up, enjoy the day!
You’ve seen a bit of glory; you’ve seen the rising sun;
We’ve barely scratched the surface, our story’s just begun.
God’s majesty and power has colour without end,
Like morning’s brilliant glory their wonders move and blend."
Each sunrise is new with splendour, each programme so well planned;
Each day holds forth its promise of life throughout the land.
When God displays His glory, when sunshine shows its face;
Rejoice and dance like sunbeams that evening clouds erase.
Christian Poems
Poet: Celia Thaxter
Upon the sadness of the sea
The sunset broods regretfully;
From the far, lonely spaces, slow
Withdraws the wistful afterglow.
So out of life the splendor dies.
So darken all the happy skies,
So gathers twilight cold and stem;
But overhead the planets bum.
And up the east another day
Shall chase the bitter dark away.
What though our eyes with tears be wet?
The sunrise never failed us yet.
The blush of dawn may yet restore
Our light and hope and joys once more.
Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
That sunrise never failed us yet!
A New Day
Poet: Lucy Larcom
Could you keep the tints of spring
On the woods in misty brightness,
Keep the half-veiled boughs a-swing
To the linnet's flitting lightness,
Through the birch leaves' rippling green
Hold the maple-keys from dropping.
On the sward with May-showers clean,
Cheat the violets into stoppin;
Could you make the rosebud's lips
Vow to be a bud forever,
From the sedges' wavering tips
Bid the dewy pearl drop never;
Could you make the sunrise hour
For a lifetime overbrood you;
Could you change the year's full dower
For its first faint promise - would you?
Thought must shade and sun the soul
With its glorious mutations;
Every life-song is a whole
Sweeter for its variations.
Wherefore with your bliss at strife?
'Twas an angel that withstood you!
Could you change your perfect life
For a dream of living would you?
Sunrise Quotes
Poet: Jennie Mast
Oft I watched the golden sunrise
Flood with light the country fair,
Seemed her beauty to exhibit
In that welcome atmosphere,
Ripened grain each garner filling,
Peace and plenty everywhere,
Sunshine in each happy dwelling
Mine, a hard and scanty fare.
Sunshine Poems
Poet: Celia Thaxter
And up the east another day
Shall chase the bitter dark away.
What though our eyes with tears be wet?
The sunrise never failed us yet.
The blush of dawn may yet restore
Our light and hope and joy once more.
Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
That sunrise never failed us yet.
