May all who are waiting find joy in Morning’s appearing.
Birds poised to fling their songs into the quiet air.
Lizards calculating the warm ray’s trajectory
to the stone fence.
Buds containing explosions of yellow and red
never before seen in the universe.
The dying who pray for a bright
stairway to rest.
The broken hearted hoping for the healing
adhesive of Light to make them whole again.
All who are hungry or homeless, hoping that some
compassionate person will follow Light’s leading
to their desperation.
May all who are waiting find joy in Morning’s appearing.
Shining Spirit 
Beautiful! Thank you.