I will seek Thee in the morning
Before the sun I will arise
For in darkness You adorning
To a tired heart the sunrise
And before the day with its troubles
Can ambush and prevail
Turning plans into rubble
A new day into travail
Yes, I will arise and seek You
Your face I will find
Your countenance in lieu
Of a dark world and its grind
For man is not just beast
And his soul truly exists
And we surely not least
But of much more consist
And it is this I find
Each morning with You
A humble heart recline
And to its Maker renew
And so you lift my eyes
Off this earth back to You
And my nostrils You surprise
With a sweet heavenly dew
So I seek thee each morning
Yes, before the sun I arise
For in darkness is Your adorning
An awakening before sunrise
This poem was a finalist in the
August 2016 poetry contest