In the Morning

In the Morning

In the morning,

When the veil is thin

Between sleep and wakefulness,

I do my best meditating.


Or should I call it ruminating?


The committee of sleep

Has just finished

Their message delivery work –

Stories sometimes terrifyingly told

In order to ensure my attention.


This morning though,

They have chosen a gentle old friend.

One I so long to see.

In my dream she has found grace and joy

In the midst of a long slog

Through difficult terrain. 


The perfect choice to

Gently censure me this day,

While at the same time

Soothing my soul.


They are a good committee

When you learn to pay attention to their voices,

And to trust that they really do

Have something important to tell you.




June 24, 2013

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