Morning
morning is the doorway
to a day that brings
reasons to live and laugh
again
reasons to dream
I get lost in dreams
that sweep me up as
if on wings of a mystical
bird flying high above
my worries and doubts
floating effortlessly in, around,
over, and under clouds
and we are so close to the moon
that its glow shines upon my
skin and we flew so high, so
far away it is night on this other side
of Earth
and back into myself to the
dishes i'm washing and a song plays
on the radio and now I am
Debbie Allen or Rachelle Ferrell
clearly this is a dream....bending
my body to the beat and bending notes
octaves I never knew I could hit
and the audience is clappin' and
singin' and I remember i'm in
the kitchen washing dishes
morning reminds me
to pray and meditate
even throughout the day
no matter what i'm doing
or what is goning on and
I feel stronger when I do it
it's like movement if I don't I can
feel that too and the day is diferent
more stiff and uninspired
morning with its sun
its birds chirping and
lawn mowers buzzing
and people scattering
on their way to wherever
gives me a reason to be
grateful that I saw it again
Copyright © Tameko Barnette | Year Posted 2019
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