This morning I was taking down pictures and curtains in my room since we are painting it tomorrow. My windows face the east, so the sun rises right into the room, flooding it with light. it was absolutely beautiful. Later as I was reading a book about 18th century poets, I came across this piece which I think you might find thought provoking.
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free,
The holy time is quiet as a Nun
Breathless with adoration; the broad sun
Is sinking down in its tranquility;
The gentleness of heaven broods o're the Sea:
Listen! the mighty Being is awake,
and doth with His eternal motion make
A sound like thunder--everlastingly.