Dew Drops upon the rose
Glimmer in the light as the sun rose
The freshness of the day filled the air
As a crisp wind was blowing through my hair
As each moment slipped away
So did the silence of the new day
The sweet music of the animals and birds
Was giving dimensions to a story with no words
It was in the silence that I knelt and prayed
As I thanked the Lord for the coming of a new day
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I wrote this poem in 1976 when I was on a teen retreat with the Catholic Youth Organization. I sat on my balcony of the lodge and watched the sun rise. It was a very touching moment for me as I felt so connected to the universe and God in that moment.
It is sad but true when I wrote this I loved it yet, was so afraid to share it. I was afraid it wasn’t original. Maybe I read it somewhere and just remembered it. Over the years I shared it a few times but always said “Author unknown.” So today I share it and no matter whom on this earthly plane wrote it…the Author is always God.
God Is I Am 