Night falls on the eastern hill,
the day’s warm wind turns to cool everning breeze
Moonlight kisses the windowsill
of my own quiet place where my mind lays at ease.
Here I sit in my little room.
Same time each night with a quiet, hopeful heart,
surrendering despair and gloom,
knowing that tomorrow I’ll make a brand new start.
This is my quiet hour with the Lord.
He comes with promises of a bright new morning.
The broken pieces of my being, restored,
as He sends his words of love on angel wings.
My erstwhile restless, pained psyche
finds solace in solitude…finds healing for the spirit.
Comfort for a soul tired and weary
These, your words, oh Lord–my inspiration and respite.
Tomorrow, I face a brand-new day.
This renewed spirit now prepared to face adversity
The Lord guides me as I trust and obey
His words of wisdom, words of love that inspire me.
–sally lo–
(angel art from glitter graphics)
