Tag: waking up

Morning Comes Gently

Morning Comes Gently

journey, Joy
Sleep moves with visions of events to come and with stories and poems I've yet to write - with gardens I dream to plant and songs that never sang themselves before Sometimes I meet myself in different incarnations child, youth, young mother, wizened crone  Then morning comes gently  in soft refrains "Rise and Shine" The freshness of daybreak peeks in through blinds Breezes stroke the shears with familiar affection Ears spark to the rhythm of the rain on the roof or the prattle of birds in trees and on telephone wires I hear the bell at St. Joe's ... I wonder ~ then realize I'm no longer a schoolgirl From someplace in time comes the baby's murmur, but that gift is grown and gone now I reach for the man and with relief remember he's another woman's Sisyphean task The cat, I move to pull her