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.

JEHW

June 24, 2013