The sun is present by my acts awaking early in the day when I stand on the cliff looking out to earth's rim too many times the world is blessed by the selfless effort spent pleading for the presentation of this bless illumination.
You may ask how this could be given my age and history I'll respond with complete zeal I'm the cause of morning's glow the elders came before my birth performed the same on this rock and so on by ancestors serving man so all may live.
There is no need to watch it set this journey’s sure by God's hand winding down is surety setting stage for waking's task perhaps I do this for myself knowing this is stage dressing it matters not as consequence the sun will rise when I am there.
Long ago I read a story about a group who would greet the sun everyday to ensure it would rise again. My super hazy memory, backed up with the inability to find the source on the internet, had the group stating something like, "who knows what would happen if we didn’t do it? ". My take-away is that the implied motivation is somewhere between insurance of the future and an action that feeds the group's soul.