Today’s weekly poem is written to be suitable for the day.
The night at last is over, light has dawned,
And day’s begun, now that the Son has come.
Why, then, do we still walk in darkness—death—
And not within the perfect, righteous paths
His glory’s rising can reveal to us?
Oh, may our eyes be opened to his light!
I wrote this a few days ago, anticipating today and this season that begins today.
As always, I earnestly welcome your comments, suggestions, questions, critique, or other feedback about this or any other part of my work. (In other words, if you liked this poem, or you didn’t like it, or it made you think of something, or … please leave a comment to let me know.) If you liked this, you can also read other poems I’ve written here on my blog (starting with yesterday’s archive installment, since the full archive is by now, at over a hundred poems, somewhat daunting); I’d especially like to know which poems you think are my best.
This poem is also posted on my wiki.