I wake to see the sky
Through an amber lens
Beams of light shining down
Like golden silky threads
Brightening up the valley
In between the trees
Lighting up the morning
So skillfully, with ease
A superb way to start the day
When hours past were black
The stars the only evidence
Heaven hadn’t turned its back
Instead, a brand start
The first day of the rest
Never looking in the past
But knowing I’ve been blessed