The Front Deck

So quiet in the early
as God and I converse.
The highway across the valley buzzes
as I capture verse.
Somehow, on this morning though,
the vehicles are scant;
to come up with a reason,
this day, the writer can't.

But early in the quiet,
the writer shan't complain.
I will even free myself
from needs to explain!
But to enjoy the morning
God's hand is to create;
sometimes, so soft and subtle,
but always grand and great!

Early on the deck again.  Enjoying the solemn silence.  Pen in hand because God is not silent!  His words flow as I watch the moments pass. 
What a beautiful day!
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