Quiet moments, late night and early morning
Alone with God, and a cat named Gizmo
Pet for affection who quietly stares and waits
His example, his simple vigil in the night
Window to chair, to couch to floor, back to the window
Alert, watchful Himalayan.
Another servant sees through the night
Early morning prayers
And a short walk up the Holy Mountain
Presence of the Throne, the most Holy Mountain
Where the prophets of old Israel dwelt
Presence of the only Throne, presence of the Holy God.
My Creator too calls, my heart answers
Spirit fully born into grace,
Mercy sprinkled generously about, sprinkled within
Even as whitest snow covers the ground
Blankets all that sleeps, that enters winter’s rest.
A few moments alone, but never lonely
Timelessness set apart to embrace Heaven’s new fire
Eternal warmth renews within,
Cold of the earth a passing thing, much as the body,
Sun soon to rise.
King David would awaken the dawn with songs of worship
Sweetest fellowship of loving moments;
Prayers of refined incense offered
Jasmine, frankincense, myrrh and nard, and much more
Aroma of the Son to the Father;
Oh, to ascend the Holy Mountain born to our world through Israel,
Then to descend once more into Earth’s valley
To learn to continually look to the face of our God.