I pause at the edge of the day,
Like the sun upon the horizon,
Peeking over the edge of the earth,
Expecting to see something beautiful.

And behold – the looking reveals it.
It was there all along,
Hidden in the quiet of the night,
Waiting for your eyes to wake it.

Waiting for admiration
To make it admirable.
Funny how that works –
Esteem gives birth to beauty.

I always thought worthiness came first,
But I was wrong.
What is beheld in love
Becomes lovable.

Oh, creative wonder!
God looks upon me with love
And lends me divine eyes
To look upon this day.

[my photo – actually made this morning]