Counting,

Making up,

Waking up,

Filling in the gaps

Unclogging the pipes

Replacing the breaks

Filling the cracks

The sun greets me with its shiny, sparkly allure

Come here morning: BE HERE NOW

I feel the warm sun like a soft oven hug

Embracing my body with its tiniest layer of sizzle

against the brisk of night, dim that had settled

Now

patches of light are bright, angling through the windows

The morning chill has me sitting still

In full meditation on the sensation of my breath.

It pulses visibly in the air

swirls and sculpts like a free spirit

This day is a catch up day, a catch-all day.

In my life.

A day in my life.

A day like no other.

I’ve never been more alive and well.

I don’t need circumstances to tell me

nor give me permission to,

to experience this vital, free, and full of

wonder

What happens ‘out there’ is not essential

today

What will happen next? …. Is not,

a concern, for me.

I’m prepared to write my story as I go.

There is nothing I need, and nothing to know.

I’m sitting in my universe’s seat watching

from above, while my avatar navigates

whatever needs navigating.

I’m full of tickle and temptation,

trust and empathy.

There is no basket for my eggs.

I rest in knowing that things are rarely what they seem.

I can feel the silence fall around my body

like a spacious cloak,

time grows and spreads under my brow

I can feel the fabric of life unfurl before

me and the distance is wrinkled so it’s really

up close.

I pause and stare at the crinkle and feel its softness created.

I touch it like my fingers are really butterfly feet.

I can touch time like opening with a key

and fully slip into its

spaciousness

and

resting

within it

I am the center

of the Universe’s flower: newly born