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by Leonard M Hawkes

Early,

Beneath a dark morning
Autumn-constelated sky,
The south mountain breeze
Struggling against me;
I walk with Him.

We have no secrets.

And in His knowing,
I am somehow fortified--
Weakness becomes hope.
Hope--faith, Faith
Even unto a Knowledge

Of that Dawning in the East.

10/23/2007

Author's Note: The daily two miles before sunrise. (This one has been set to music as a religious choral piece.)

Posted on 10/23/2007
Copyright © 2025 Leonard M Hawkes

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 10/24/07 at 05:21 PM

There is a peace that comes from understanding that He knows all, and loves us unconditionally, affording a totality or completeness that no other experience on earth offers. This is beautiful.

Posted by Wendy Sparling on 01/19/08 at 10:33 PM

I like this spritual poem and the enlightment that surrounds it. You have beautiful thoughts.

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