Hello, sun in my face. <br />Hello, you who made the morning <br />and spread it over the fields <br />and into the faces of the tulips <br />and the nodding morning glories, <br />and into the windows of, even, the <br />miserable and the crotchety – <br />best preacher that ever was, <br />dear star, that just happens <br />to be where you are in the universe <br />to keep us from ever-darkness, <br />to ease us with warm touching, <br />to hold us in the great hands of light – <br />good morning, good morning, good morning. <br />Watch, now, how I start the day <br />in happiness, in kindness.<br /><br />Mary Oliver<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-i-wake-early/
