Sean Redenbaugh

Poetry

The Light

The light creeps in the windowAnd the shadows slip awayThe night has left its postTo make room for the day

And now the sounds have comeThat beg the sun to riseThe trees and birds and skyHave opened up their eyes

The earth is now aliveAnd as I wake I seeThe simple beauty all aroundThat God has given me

And right away my mind is freeMy goals and dreams are clearI’m thankful for the time I haveAnd those that I hold dear

And every time I step outsideAnd soak up all in sightMy soul is lifted high aboveFor I have seen the light