Watching For Dawn - Re-Posted

 

The colors of the dying day 

Drift into coming night, 

Defying darkness’s onset 

With one last burst of light. 

It will not admit all is lost, 

Though night is rushing in. 

For it knows full well, with the dawn, 

That it will come again. 

It’s easy to believe I’m lost, 

When darkness looms ahead, 

But like the day that drifts to night, 

I’ll watch for dawn instead. 

2 Samuel 22:29
You, Lord, are my lamp; the Lord turns my darkness into light.