A glint of the rising sun,
Lights up the amber sky,
Heavens glory in the blink of an eye.
A heart pierced by beauty won.
Trodding along the mountain pass,
Time seemed to slow,
As I took in Nature’s Mass,
The gentle light made the river glow.
This holy moment not to last,
Against the tempests of mornings past,
Onward, onward with a providential blast.