Perfect Day

Rise before the rooster that is caged in neighbor’s yard. Hitting my knees before I open my eyes I offer up a dream prayer of thanksgiving. Bump my knee hard against desk as I go into bathroom and just smile. Teeth exposed I begin brushing them with white mint paste. Fully wash sleep from eyes and begin collecting thoughts. Put on running shoes and wrist watch and out the door I go. Return in hour and watch a new sunrise breathe light onto a new Earth. Reach for matchsticks and cigarettes. After match is lit I smile and let cigarette fall from lips while I watch the short life of the new energy just born, bloom, and fade away. Shower and dress and nothing extra. Until I reach breakfast table with food for thought and food for body. Given thanks I proceed out the door off to work. Greeting everyone with a smile for I know they may have stubbed a toe or bumped a knee, too. And I work hard as I can until it is time for lunch break. Having had breakfast but not wanting to break my fast I go to the upper room and only have food for the soul, food which lasts. Return to work and work with joy in my heart and a smile on my face. Check date and time and dash off to school. Watch as Sun begins his peek-a-boo game. After class walk to library to continue studies. Return home with head lights on and a thankful mind and thankful face on. After a delicious dinner with maybe some dessert or better yet a good book I relax for an hour. Then I undress and shower. Hit my knees before jumping into bed. Begin remembering all things I did and said. And a smile opens on my lips as my eyes begin to close and I am taken up rapturously in pure perfect ecstasy.