Because today grew grey and cold, and then became transfigured ..
God, send such glory at the end of days!
So long bleak greyness, cold and unfulfilled
Lurched with unloveliness across our skies
And damped the spirit as it dulled the day.
So much I longed to find a brighter way!
Here, winter’s nadir breathed its misery
Season of shortened days and leafless tree
Night seemed to settle on the daytime skies
Then, at the dearth of dusk, a bright surprise!
Light, pink and golden, glorious and rare,
Shone underneath the clouds, transformed the air!
Beauty for ashes, joy when hope was dead,
May this be true for greater things instead!
May this poor life, so battered small and cold,
Not find the darkness deepen, growing old,
To stumble to such beauty, worth all praise
God, send such glory at the end of days!
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