AlAnoud Writes

Sunshine drapes the morning air,

A quiet warmth, a gentle prayer.

It slips through branches, soft and pure,

A golden touch that feels secure.

But deeper still, beyond the sky,

There shines a Light that cannot die

Light upon Light, serene and true,

A guidance flowing through and through.

Not every glow is seen by sight;

Some radiance dawns within the night.

Not every path is ours to choose

For God leads to His Light whom He wills to guide,

and hearts awaken when He decides.

The sun may rise and warm the day,

But His Light shows the truer way

A flame that lifts us from the dust,

That turns our fear into quiet trust.

Where truth is sought, His Light appears,

In whispered hope or falling tears.

A calm, a spark, a voice inside

The trace of mercy none can hide.

So let the sunshine grace your face,

But seek the Light that grants all grace.

For suns may fade and stars grow dim,

But God’s own Light returns to Him.