When I awaken, I notice the quiet of Morning.
Nobody yet awake seems a gift from God.
This quiet is my favorite time to pray.
Soon the day will give way to busyness.
Noise and activity take over the remaining time.
Of course busyness and noise are important.
Those I live with are happy with the noisy activity that surrounds.
But for me the quiet of morning is what I long for at the end of day.