They sing in the dark. Pitch. Night as far as one would know.
Bright celestial orb still tucked deep behind east mountain blankets.
What makes them sing?
Could it be hope? The sun rose yesterday, might it again today?
Sweet song invitation. Whistling sonnet. A wake up alarm.
“Come out! I’ll sing for you. Wake up please. Shine.”
I’d like to sing in the dark. Humming hope and expectation of a sure faithfulness. Rejoicing before first rays. In the night.
Waiting, coaxing, playing.
Trusting
Praising
Dawn
So glad to be joining Emily and others again at . .
And Sandra at . . 
I am rethinking/reworking/repraying (is that a word) “Sister Blogs” and hope to begin again in a few weeks on another day . . Tuesday or Wednesday. The passion to promote and encourage each other is still strong in my heart, I just want to do it well. If you have any ideas, I’m all ears! Thanks for reading.
I hope you keep writing, Kim. You are very talented and your words are a blessing to me.
Thank you, Lisa. I'm so glad you're blessed, and I appreciate your encouragement!
Lovely thoughts on, ultimately, hope.
Yes, hope. Thanks for taking the time to comment, Brandee.
I love the hope you describe in this piece. Beautiful.
Thank you so much, Courtney 🙂
this is so tender and beautiful friend. i want to sing in the dark with you. love your heart. xo
I thing the songs sung in the dark are the most beautiful. Thank you, Emily.
I love this, the music in the dark. The possibility that the sun will rise tomorrow. Very beautiful. Thanks for sharing this.
You're welcome, Joann. I'm learning to rejoice in the inherent joy of the possibilities. Thank you for your comment!
Beautiful….I love this, Kim. Singing in the dark to the faithful rising sun (son)…what a perfectly delightful thing.
Thank you, Patricia. The thought has me captivated!
Ohhhh…beautiful words. Deep calling to deep, splashing across the sky as hope wakes the sleepy dawn.
Thank you, Cindee. I love how you put it ". . as hope wakes the dawn."
Yes, hope sings doesn't it? Hope was my theme today as well. Nice to meet you through Still Saturday.
Yes . . hope sings. Lovely. Going to visit you now 🙂
Visiting your blog for the first time today. You have such a gift for weaving words into poetry. Simpy beautiful!
Thank you, Shari. Your encouraging words are a gift.
Oh Kim. To learn to hum hope in the hard and the dark. I long for that.
Yes, Sandra. Me too.