Awake #morningcoffeesessions

awake

w/ first line from ‘singularity (after Stephen Hawking)’ by Marie Howe

do you sometimes want to wake up to

lightning so stunning

it writes words across the sky

thunder so throbbing

it serenades a love song

rain so walled

it makes rooms for you

to hide in

do you sometimes want to wake up to

the shuddering waves of

an oceanic orgasm

pleasure so rich you make

new stars when you exhale

the folds of your garden

swelling into mountains

so you sometimes want to wake up to

a hungry haiku

wrapping its quiet ode

around your heart

with tree roots and

amphibian choruses

letters curly-cueing

into your veins

do you sometimes want to wake up to

one broken-fingered

scrape-soaked hand

hanging you off a cliff

your skin drenched in

worry and fear

your leg fractured

your thigh punctured

then you

just let go

do you sometimes want to wake up to

joy – volcano-ing out of your

eye sockets

blink

then go back to sleep

do you sometimes want to wake up to

everything you believe is good is good

everyone you love is alive and

loves you back

people are all pages

in a book we write together

we read together

everyone reads

everyone writes

there is no more sleep

because dreaming happens

in the dazzlings nows

constantly

like clouds

translucidus cirrostratus

as long as we still are

we are always awakening

these days…a slow goodbye to coffee…drips sweats from gardening…refreshing swims…zombies…grieving…filling pages in journals…inability to focus…bewilderment…hope…prayers

I am reading The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. Gifted to me for my birthday…Thank you, Charis! It is breathtaking. I read until the wee hours of the morning…my eyeballs drying up.

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Be kind. Be compassionate. Be well.