The Manna is there waiting for you

 
The Dawn

They say the  darkest hour,
Is just before the  dawn.
The souls of men asleep.
There thought’s turn to themselves forlorn.

But other deeper things,
Are forming at this time.
The  painter sees his masterpiece unfold ,
The  poet finds the  thread ,
To weave his latest rhyme.

In olden times the  prophets and the  seers,
Would stir and wake,
Just before the  sun could rise.
To speak with GOD in no uncertain terms,
As soon as sleep had left their tired eyes.

The manna, called the  bread of life,
Is every seekers earnest goal.
When seen inside the  inner room,
The  eye of mind can  move a quickened soul.

The Bible tells of Daniel,
Who’s prayers could penetrate the kingdom's wall
Even Adam fell into the  deepest  trance ,
Just before the fall.

The term I like to use ,
Is  contemplative  prayer.
Just as the son is rising,
The  wonderous  scenes my mind observes,
Are sometimes more than I can bare.

So never underestimate the  power of a loving God ,
To whom your heart and  soul is drawn.
Just wash your face and close your eyes,
And say the  Daily prayer he gave us,
Just before the  dawn.

Christian Poetry by Geoffrey