The Morning Sun.

I have turned my face to the east.

I am turning my face towards the morning sun.

Towards home.

Towards my brothers and sisters and lovers and friends. Towards my life, as it was and as it will be.

I have seen dismay, and I have known difficulty.

I have experienced shame, and swallowed pride.

I have begun to learn that to lead men you must support them in each endeavor with zeal and an honest heart.

I turn my face towards Serenity. I have tasks yet to complete. I have a room to prepare for one of the family.

I have plans to prepare. I have imagery to capture.

I am turning my face to the east.