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Awaking Recently Revised
I find waking up a challenging, time consuming chore As I rather enjoy cavorting with kings, queens and wanton whores. I admit I’m drawn to royalty and “Riff-raff” now and then Even Jesus used to hang around with the likes of us and them. And lest we forget the policeman, painter, banker, barber, chef, Dancer, dentist, executive, high-roller placing bets. The carpenter, mayor, fisherman, flute player, handyman, Everyone has something to share from their mind, head, heart and hands. From deep within our bones and cells there’s more than we discern No matter what our titles are, we live, we love, we yearn. For mystical connections and distant, sights and sounds: Outside of time, we stretch our minds to things sublime, profound… As we gaze upon the sunset skies of pastel colored hues And watch daffodils and dahlias bloom in the early morning dew. We listen to the music played of Brahms, Chopin and Bach, While mesmerized before our eyes watch chickadees, cranes and hawks. We write songs and stories of love, hate, glory and paint on cathedral ceilings, Put men up in space and find time to face the depths of emotions we’re feeling. We study our past and things that last like pyramids, hieroglyphs and tombs, Solve problems galore and puzzles by the score, and splash on sweet perfumes. We write sonnets and prose, tie ribbons and bows on little girls and gifts, And sail ships across oceans and pray with devotion to unseen forces that lift. Our hearts and souls from out of the cold and up into warmer climes, Where forgiveness, grace and virtue replace the beast within the mind. We strive to achieve, work, sweat and bleed to move up the human ladder One step at a time, imperceptibly climb towards things that matter. As evening strolls ‘round we start to slow down into that inner, quiescent place, Where we head for those lands beyond earthly plans, fading gently without a trace. And when the sun arrives before our eyes awaking is a challenging chore And yet I do so gratefully with two feet upon the floor. 11/25/2014
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