As dawn burns away fog,

so Your light burns me –

pride,

arrogance,

deceit,

all melt in Your gaze.

Obscurity

and Denial

are no match for Your rays;

they squirm

and justify

but are undone like morning mist.

So rise,

Morning Star,

Your radiance

is welcome

to live here,

in my dark places,

where night has reigned too long.

Rise

and shine

and

paint me daybreak,

colour me rainbow,

and call me

Morning…