In The Glow Of Grand Sunday Poem by Noen Muti

The sun descends, a fiery ball
Its rays a dance, a final call
The sky ablaze, a symphony
A grand finale, a masterpiece

The world hushed, a moment of peace
A stillness, a tranquil release
The heart beats slow, a gentle pulse
A Sunday, a moment to embrace

In this light, in this grace, we find
A stillness, a peace of mind
The power of Jesus, a guiding hand
In this light, we understand

The week ahead, a challenge to face
But in this light, we find our place
A Sunday, a moment to reflect
A moment to collect

The week ahead, a journey to take
But in this light, we find our way
A Sunday, a moment to cherish
A moment to perish

In this light, we find our way
In this grace, we find our day
A Sunday, a moment to treasure
A moment to measure.