For the creek. For Pop
Low embers
silked smoke
morning chill
hearts wake
feet covered
blanketed shoulders
stiffened steps
bird song
God never sleeps
He stirs the waters
He breaks the dawn
God never sleeps
God never sleeps
He gives breath
He covers with rest
God never sleeps
While eyes are closed
and dreams spring to life
the Maker moves
the Maker holds
He stirs the heart
to greet the dawn
Through deepest dark
God never sleeps