Sunrise in Plane
Slow burn
Molten glow
Heaven’s bridegroom awakens.
Face alight with joy,
No memory of yesterday’s pain.
Glory gently unfurled,
No fear he brings.
Possibility is born as his race begins again.
I receive his gaze,
I gladly feel his joy.
He is coming, he is now here -
Vows renewed daily,
Wedding celebration in the sky.