Finally, the frenetic pace of life is slumbering. In its rhythmic breaths, a silent tranquility permeates the world
While most people are gently sleeping, I greet this hour with anticipation. There is a tender peace to be found in this morning darkness. One that softly embraces the beginning of my day. Morning is calling my soul to awaken. This is the time I present my sacred offering - body, soul and mind - upon the altar of this day.
It requires a holy preparation for soon the rising sun will beckon the day to begin. As its rays permeate the sky, the day will come quickly. I must be ready to greet all the joys and challenges that will be set before me.
In this precious solitude I find purpose. In this sacred silence, I find strength. In this morn, I find the Source of all I will ever need to carry me through this day.
© A Sacred Longing 2009