The seasons of the day
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- Find more poems by John Eagles in Sacred Poetry
And the sun came out at dawn
A whisper and a gentle stroke of light
Through the shrugs appeared a fawn
Looked at the sun and an eagle's flight
And the sun shone high at noon
A breeze and a warming sense of delight
A butterfly came out from its cocoon
Smelled life after a long dark night
And the sun cast shadows at nightfall
All nature prepared for hours of slumber
An owl woke up and pondered new and all
Gazed deep to see truth apart from lumber
And the sun went under in the night
The stars brought a sense of God's all-might
Angels wings carried dreams in their flight
It's how we all go through peace and fight
