Before the Day
There is a stillness before the day begins—and in it, we almost remember who we really are.
The glow of morning is starting.
Invisible shapes begin to take ghostly form;
the corners of the room materialize.
This morning’s darkness was one for music and reflection—
a list of songs, some melancholy, some hopeful, some inspired—
each a deep and wide well of thought and emotion.
Perfect for the predawn hours.
But thought now drifts to day,
and I acknowledge that this space
between life and death cannot remain.
The doorway must shut,
and I must transform once again
into my human form,
and sally forth among them,
doing the things humans do each day.
There are letters to write,
groceries to buy,
lessons to teach,
and love to be made.
I hope this spirit in me is up to the task,
for the road is long,
and I do not know the way.
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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