Observation

Every morning we rise with the sun

and observe the clarity of the day's fresh light,

after passing through the shadow of tooth

and claw thrown by  the night. We observe 

the morning breeze, as well, moving in 

waves through the fields of wheat, and the

order of houses in rows along the street.

Every morning we observe 

these things, whether they are near or beyond

sight, as we revel in the world the sun has made,

and take in what is not us and is not the light.