The rosy glow of the predawn sky
Suggests another day is nigh.
Promises of hope and tasks fulfilled,
With hopes that fears are stilled.
No life is promised to be free,
None can expect that pains flee.
Our only task is to live,
To do our best and to give.
We cannot out do our Maker,
His plans come foremost.
We can know that we are the Nacre,
That can only be exposed to the Host.
Such thoughts seem belittling, but
In truth they are not.
As each day our spirits He is whittling,
To bring us closer to our lot.
“Fear not, for I am with thee”
His promise to attend.
“Fear Not”
by
Jerry E Smith
©9/15/19
Original image taken this morning from my window with my NIKON D5600
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