awakened – a repost

I awakened at four am

To the voice of my soul

With clarity

It was laid out

What I needed to see, to know, to be

The mist shifted

At last I knew

My deepest truths

Had all been waiting to flow

I just needed to awaken

From the nightmare of thought

That got me to this point

I shall not slumber again

For this now

Is where I ought to be

Filed under: Poetry