Psalm 5:3, 7, "In the morning, O Lord, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait in expectation...But, I, by your great mercy will come into your house; in reverence will I bow down toward your holy temple."
Morning broke
Tremendous and radiant
Slivery fingers reaching down
Of sunlight
Through the purest of clouds
Stretching across the firmament
Reflecting and refracting
The glory to the earth
Commanding praise
Demanding worship
The magnificence of all
In a single moment
Taking the breath away
And a sign expelling
Amen.