My Wrath

I let the sun go down on wrath

And when I woke at dawn
I was so caught up in my rage
That all my joy was gone.
 
I found no pleasure in the light,
Nor in the sun warmed breeze.
There was a burning in my heart
That nothing seemed to ease.
 
I was bereft of all my joy
And wasted the whole day
Thinking through what had made me mad
And what I ought to say.
 
It wasn’t til the day was lost
That I began to see.
By harboring my anger so,
The one I hurt was me.
 
Ephesians 4:26 
“In your anger do not sin”: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry