Beauty awoke me at dawn this April morning
A light so striking it drew me like a magnet to my window.
The moon at the horizon, half full, dangling between dark, light, light
dark clouds iridescent from the reflection of the rising sun.
I turned to the east
The sun glowing through dark light, light dark clouds,
spreading morning light
sending the moon on its way
I saw beauty reflecting God
Leaving only the experience of you,
God of beauty, outdoing yourself
for human delight.