The Little Trailer

Dancing in the early morning 
In your Glory 
In your Light

Sparkles of sun
Glisten golden
Lazer beams of Love 
Expanding 
Exploding 
In the atmosphere.

They rein down upon me 
Covering my eyelids 
As I slide and scoot
Between cardboard boxes
Kitchen appliances 
And open drawers.

Glory! Glory! Glory! 

Those moments of yesterday 
Are still happening now
It is God's timing here 
As I get ready for work 
Make almond toast and coffee

Whirling winds of celebration 
Party with me 
As I twirl
And choose fabrics 
For an ordinary day.

I hear the heavens 
A chorus of clapping 

I recall

So many months ago 
In the little trailer 
Underneath the electric wires 
Amidst my human expectations 

I recall

Glory! Glory! Glory! 
Glowing glory
Sweet sweet glory
Glory reining golden
Glory reining new.