I love the hours of misty morn <br />When clouds descend and kiss with dew <br />Lilac, verbena, rose bud and thorn. <br />In perfumed morn, I think of you. <br /> <br />I love the hours of warm sunlight. <br />Your beauty is everything I see <br />And I feel you almost in my sight; <br />But your spectrum is a mystery. <br /> <br />I love the hour of magic light. <br />All colors are pleasing to the eye <br />While I think of you in seraph flight <br />Aureole, wings, in chromatic sky. <br /> <br />I love the hours of blissful night <br />And I feel you close in candlelight. <br />When I fall asleep you hold me tight. <br />With your love and hope, I greet the light.<br /><br />Sarah L. Johnsen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-despair/
