Before the sun rises, give thanks.. 𖠿 ོ ☼ ོᨒ ོ𖥧𖥧

Before the sun rises, give thanks.

For breath.

For stillness.

For another chance.

For light not yet seen—

but already on its way.

Before the sun ascends the skies, 

Give  thanks with quiet, open eyes. 

For breath that stirs the sleeping air, for stillness wrapped in morning prayer.

For one more chance to rise and try, beneath the hush of waking sky. 

For light not yet within our view— but reaching out, already true.