Early mornings
always burdened with
body pain and despair
and wisps,
sometimes torrents,
of bad dreams,
a positive outlook is difficult to find.
Coffee, prayer, meditation
a fuzzy blanket, first daily inventory.
Within a mere sixty minutes,
a glimmer of hope arises
as the brain begins to tick
with ideas, guidance, inspiration
The perling warmth and surety
of the universe creeping
once again
through
the cells and the spirit
full to bursting with
that glow.
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