The day is most brilliant upon first awakening
Possibility is endless and I overbook
it gets me stirring, gets me restless
I hear birds chirping
I hear leaves rustling
From a deep sleep guided by Tibetan bowl frequencies
rested, hungry, courageous, and in need
Heading into my future bravely.
There is no maybe. Committed to myself
no caving.
Each afternoon, a grab bag of sun, snow, or rain
Keeps me thinking, ahead
had to plan for it
Keeping dry, warmth from within
staying near by
It's the North West, there's always a barista
within ear shot
Making it to sun down
memories of grace and of mercy as
another one bites the dust
Finding gratitude in the journey.
Shedding tears because the struggle is real
but this time of day is pure beauty.
Now it's time to eat, share a meal
Lay down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
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