10. Look at the dawn, the divine glow that precedes sunrise. The rishis that sing the glories of this goddess, dance with joy. Beautiful words spring from their hearts : "Oh Usha! You are the divine messenger sent to us by the Lord. You are bathed in dew drops. You are the banner of immortality." The Vedic rishi says, "You, bring us the message of the Lord, If, even after seeing you, I do not see and understand Him, who else can make Him known to me?" Clothed in such beauty, Usha rises and dances before us, but we have no eyes for her. 

11. Again, look at the Sun. To see him is to see God. What vivid pictures he paints upon the sky! For months the painter moves his brush up and down the canvas, trying to paint the sunrise with a splash of colors. But rise early in the morning and look at God's art. With what can we compare this art divine, this boundless beauty?  But  who looks at this? While out there the Lord stands in all his loveliness, here the fellow draws his blanket closer and snores.

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