Why I Wake Early Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it over the field sand into the faces of the tulip sand the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of, even, the miserable and the crotchety – best preacher that ever was, dear star, that just happens to be where you are in the universe to keep us from ever-darkness, to ease us with warm touching, to hold us in the great hands of light –good morning, good morning, good morning. Watch, now, how I start the Darin happiness, in kindness.