Like the dawn you come
my God
silently
nudging my fogginess awake
into consciousness
again
like the dawn you come.
Like the dawn you come
my God
slowly
painting my inner landscape
with colour
brushing away the dark
again
like the dawn you come.
Like the dawn you come
my God
faithfully
calling my wayward heart
home to you
again
like the dawn you come.
Like the dawn you come
my God
gently
opening the curtains of my soul
to new day’s light
again
like the dawn you come.
Like the dawn you come
my God
surely
gracing me to know
your Presence
again
once again
my God
Like the dawn you come.
-Sister Kathleen Lyons, csj