Re-running a poem from 2012
As the sun climbed over my eyes this morning,
My brain sprang alert with questions:
What is my purpose today? Why and how?
What is your will for me today Lord?
I grab for it to transform me, to
Transform this world about me.
In the brightness of this sun,
Can it still be so hard to see?
So far away, I look to see.
The son of man does warm me
As the sun washes over me.
I look to see and then I hear:
Transform me in your light today.
(c) Tom Bolton, Milwaukee, April 23, 2012