Every morning when the day begins <br />the sun rises beautifully red, <br />but at first I see the twilight <br />when the sun throws out its first rays gloriously. <br /> <br />Every morning I want to unburden my heart to You, <br />and I am asking that You make me aware <br />about the way that my life is going, <br />to help me make time and place for You in it.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/every-morning-when-the-day-begins/
