Sunrise Beauty Poem by Hm. Nes

Rises the sun
And my eyes strain to see
The mountain peaks
Such brilliant majesty
Revealed

As well, my heart does near bow down
Bow down to the sun
Bow down to the mountains
Bow down to her majestic peaks
Disrobed

Although, I know full well that
The sun did not raise itself
Nor the mountain build itself
Nor clothe itself
Not this day

Careful my heart
Do check yourself, oh troubled soul
For there is one whom you cannot see
One who formed such beauty
Bow down to him

Close your eyes
And bow to him