I woke up early this morning
sun barely peeking over the hill
muted colors awashed in beauty
with the whole world still
I grabbed the keys
and jumped into the car
following the sun
the most glorious of stars
Winding down the road
past the hidden trees
I raced toward the sun
so I could be free
As I rounded the bend
sun reflected off the rock
tears ran down my face
as I silently took stock
Does the Sun
illuminate my face?
When you look at me
can you see His grace?
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