I wrote this very quickly after coming into work last Tuesday. I took a picture of the light that inspired it as well:



Morning Light 
The sunlight gleaming through the trees,
sets my mind upon its knees

To thank the Savior of mankind,
for light that heals the lost and blind.

by Rich Bailey

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