sunrise behind clouds

Photo by Emme Chipman

From haunted dreams, the sleeper wakes

With one small, quiet yawn.

How wonderful, for one in dark

To turn and face the dawn.

From starless night, the sun rises

To bring the world new life.

How beautiful, as light extends

Chasing out old fear and strife.

From bitter snows, the spring comes forth;

Life comes to a dying world.

How radiant, as famine ends

And new hope is unfurled.

From times of darkness, a Light now shines,

Brought forth by one young boy.

How glorious, as it fills the world

With its song of truth and joy.