“Instead, I try to adjust to the dawn, letting the tears fall where they may, because it is morning; it is morning and there is so much to see.”

“’Neath cold sand I dreamed of death / but woke at dawn to see / in glory, the bright, the morning star.
This was not judgement day — only morning. Morning: excellent and fair.”

“’Neath cold sand I dreamed of death / but woke at dawn to see / in glory, the bright, the morning star.”

“I saw two clouds at morning,
Tinged with the rising sun,
And in the dawn they floated on,
And mingled into one.
I thought that morning cloud was blest,
It moved so sweetly to the West.”

“I may not enter the garden,
Though I know the road thereto;
And morn by morn to the gateway
I see the children go.”

“Let every dawn of morning be to you as the beginning of life, and every setting sun be to you as its close.”

“Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.”

“Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.”

“The rose is fairest when 't is budding new,
And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears.
The rose is sweetest wash'd with morning dew,
And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.”

“From the great morning of the world when first
God dawned on Chaos.”