The blazing iris of the sun ushers in a new day. Yesterday, gone and done, the blazing iris of the sun misses no one. Whoever’s gone astray, whatever’s fallen to decay, the blazing iris of the sun ushers in a new day.
2021-06-16 P. Riggs
The blazing iris of the sun borrowed from The Hard Truth by Benjamin Thomas.
Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt 338 – Hey, That’s My Line
What a week – not one predicted, but the one that waited upon Monday’s door. The world was to be filled with the mundane—the workaday tasks, the welcome routine. A one hour commute to and from work each day. Grocery shopping for the weekly menu. Walking the dog. Whacking the weeds that grow more evident once the lawn is mown. Washing the loads of laundry that appear out of nowhere…not to mention the dishes that fill the sink wells. However, being ushered in to the new week, a goal was set before my soul…to walk in ascent to the One who created. Now, as Friday winds down, tasks now done…no feelings of weariness from the weight of the world; rather, strength from the Light of Heaven, to do it all again.
focus can change when one changes focus to the One