A morning is a gift you must give yourself. You must rise and go into it. You must allow it to provide you with sight, to anoint your eyes to see. Seeing morning become morning is to begin seeing The Divine. Morning sets your day for expectation, it delights your senses, opening them to the living earth, to its utter gifted majesty, to your humanity's tranquility as the dominion-er. Living thus, your spirit becomes incense, a sweet aroma drifting up over the morning to How Great Thou Art. This is how the day, your day, becomes glory after glory.
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