Morning Joy

Awakening near the new dawn full of joy, 
[this inexplicable sense of happiness] 
feeling that all is well within my soul when 
gladness, like soothing water, rolls over me, 
bathing me in the fresh glow of renewal.
 
My rituals are interrupted by song, 
singing praises, for no apparent reason-- 
save dusty rays of golden sunlight angling 
through a partially opened chenille curtain 
and entering into my receptive heart. 

This is not the anticipated start of  
a new day, most days, I must hasten to say. 
I skeptically fear the unexpected,
while hoping this sweet joy will linger with me, 
coloring each aspect of my waiting day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
March 24, 2021 at 12:18 AM
I usually start singing or chanting and drumming in the morning. "singing praises, for no apparent reason-- "But there is a reason, it is an inner joy of being alive!
Hankins Avatar
March 24, 2021 at 8:56 AM
Yes! Thanks for the read Caren. You have read most of my stuff over the past few days. I hope I have written something that was helpful. This poem even encouraged me. Have a terrific week!
Ligon Avatar
March 20, 2021 at 1:34 PM
What a beautiful way to start the day!
Hankins Avatar
March 20, 2021 at 3:24 PM
Thanks so much, Juliet. I hope you have many, many mornings like this!
La France Avatar
March 20, 2021 at 12:50 PM
Milton, love your poem, I have peaceful tranquil mornings like that, and it changes the whole day _Constance
Hankins Avatar
March 20, 2021 at 12:58 PM
Yes, it does. Thanks so much for your visit, Constance. Have a wonderful weekend!
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