I just love Robert Lee Brewer's attempt. Not sure I can do much with this, but here goes!
Please, sunshine, make my towels
smell of cleanliness, the pegs
come away easily, the line not
break again. And send
intense rays into the room
where I write about you. Let
there be light all the way through
my work tomorrow, and your rays
find plenty of targets, turning
grief and fear into pure worship
of every moment you bless the earth.