Morning Has Broken

Morning Has Broken

… like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, Praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the word

This is one of the songs that I often heard in my childhood. I grew up with this poetic lyrics written by Eleanor Farjeon and sung by Cat Stevens (known now as Yusuf Islam). Even before I could understand its meaning as it’s not in my first language, I had already fallen in love with the melody and the voice.

Each time I see sunrise, somehow I always hear this song on the back of my head. I guess the song has been embedded in me. In a way it could help to explain why I love to seize  the sunrise with my camera on hand. It is a moment when I feel so close to The Almighty as He is recreating a new day for us. When a morning has broken, it reminds us that there is always a brand new day to start something fresh, an open opportunity to be seized. Forget all your sorrows, move forward with your life. Well, at least that is how I see it.

Ever since I live in the foothills of Canadian Rockies, I got more chances to seize the beautiful sunrise simply in front of my house. So contrast with what I used to see in Jakarta, Indonesia. The unfriendly tall buildings, the long traffic jams, the pale grey sky of Jakarta were my uneventful morning view. As a result, I found it hard to get energetic when I supposed to say “Carpe Diem” and started my day at work. I’m glad I deliberated myself from that situation.

However, something is missing here. Honestly, I really wish I could have this one thing so my sunrise moment would be more perfect and complete. I wish I could hear the azan or call to prayer as the background when I see the Canadian sunrise beauty. In Indonesia, in the beginning of morning twilight, you could hear or being woken up by the melodious and soothing call to prayer from the nearest masjid or mosque.

The azan or call to prayer is recited five times a day as a reminder for us to take a break from our activity and have audience with The Almighty. Back then in Indonesia, as part of the Muslims majority, this call to prayer had become a common thing for me. You could hear it every where, from the TV to masjids. One time to another. You hardly missed it.

But when you live in Canada and that too you are the only Muslim in the community, then you know how precious this call to prayer has become. Yes you could have it sets up from your computer or special clock like my friend has, but I tell you, it will give you a totally different feeling when you hear it from the real person who recites it from the nearest masjid.

The morning azan always takes special place in my heart and soul. When I came home to Indonesia in April 2009, my first morning azan that I heard really made me boneless yet grateful. Boneless because I felt how small I am in front of God. Grateful because I was back to my homeland and my longing to hear the azan in the morning was fulfilled by God. Please have a moment to hear this beautiful azan recited by Yusuf Islam, the same person who sang Morning Has Broken.

Having experience live in two different worlds, I learned to accept that my beautiful Canadian Morning Has Broken moment would be a beautiful as it is. I know that when I experience my sunrise in Indonesia again it would be a my precious moment that could not be compared with the Canadian sunrise. Just like how the song has been embedded in me, so has been the presence of Call To Prayer. I will always hear both within myself every time I see the sunrise.  Thank you, God. You have reminded me again to not taking for granted what I see and hear during my journey of life.

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3 thoughts on “Morning Has Broken

  1. abdul says:

    The soil is faithful to its trust;
    whatever you have sown in it, you reap the same.
    But until springtime brings the touch of GOD,
    the soil does not reveal its secrets.

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