Above the Clouds at Sunrise, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

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Frederic Edwin Church, Above the Clouds at Sunrise (1849)

 

Above the Clouds at Sunrise, Robert Sieczkiewicz

Yesterday I climbed a mountain so high,
To see the valley below at sunrise.
Had no name so now it is Mount Sinai.
Woke today to be greeted by surprise.

Was in Heaven for I’m above the clouds.
The glow, was it the sun or was it He?
Again looking down I see all the shrouds.
Yelled so loud, hoping someone answers me.

A touch of hallowed calmness did I feel.
Felt my face, it appeared to be real.
Looked at my hands, steady, nerves were of steel.
Wrapped in confidence was now full of zeal.

Now I know, my human life has ended,
And now with Him I am, Oh how splendid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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