Will I wake to the early morning light

sunshine warming my face in the brightest daylight

Will I wake to see the splendors that surround me

or in ignorance pass them by as through life I flee

Will I wake to feel the love I so richly desire

the soothing blanket of caring that makes my soul float higher

Will I wake with a feeling of comforting peace

to a sudden ability to make worries release

Will I wake instead as a spiritual being

to a new reality of  sight and feeling

Will I wake to the visage of  the King of Kings

my heart lifted up as my voice clearly sings

Where the morning finds me opening my eyes

I’ll not know until it is time to rise

By: Beverly Beekmans (2010)