The morning glory has risen
In crystal light of the evening sky
From the corners of creation
Is the promise of the mystery
In an unexpected place
Void of respect
Unaware of awe
The excitement of the centuries
Touched the raw vein of flesh
For every thought of separation
Mercy was received
And every harrowed pit of loss
Hope was received
The treasure of eternity
Portrayed in a starlit message
Beaming love ignited heaven
And welcomed the one true king.
Life From A Park Bench 