Enough! Too long! Child get the cloth! Quick to the east window, and wipe down the glass!
Enough! Enough dust and smudges and squashed fly remains, enough squinting through streaks to see the sun rise.
Wipe it all, inside and out. Let not this day’s light be filtered by yesterday’s dirt. A clear vision, a clean view – this is how we begin. Not a moment to lose, the day is almost crowning. Scrub and shine, right to every corner and across the sill. A final flourish of the cloth – now look.
Here is morning, and the world wiped new. Step back, the sun is here, and you shall see again.