It's the morning after Christmas.
I stood and watched as dawn broke into day.
The birds chirping.....life radiating ,
Buildings still standing,
And people busy going about their businesses.
Not a hair out of place,
No disaster, nor catastrophe ;
The world smiles on,
in its predictable orbit.
The Mayan soothsaying now firmly
behind me....
A new era, of fresh beginning
I welcome in,
From the ashes of cycle's end
new hope arises,
Heralding new directions .....
the deprived,forsaken, and the lost-
And warmth for those left out in the cold....
When God sends His flourishing grace-
life and greens,
the dry, dust filled lands ,
to plump skeletal frames,
And restores them, fortune even balance.
The time of cherishment has come,
churning favours in, Nurturing all seasons,their growth and harvest, And thus sang the Lyrics of Hope and gratitude- Thanksgiving to Him, Lord -in His abundance and generosity !
My prayer for you Africa, and all you -forsaken, in this season of good cheer that, that day has truly come, and new hope dawns and smiles upon you!!
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