Enchanted

It's not quite light when I awake,

The sky is gray and still opaque.

I walk outside, I lift my eyes,

To wait and watch and recognize

The dawning of another day:

What glories will the Lord display?

What colors will the morning wear?

What birdsong floats across the air?

What would my heart have missed today

If I had slept the dawn away?

I did not take the dawn for granted,

And God has left my soul enchanted!

LMW