Good morning beautiful
My first thought upon waking this morning
was “good morning beautiful.”
I sleep next to a window with a view
of redwood trees and small town charm.
In the morning water dances with the sun;
crystallization in its essence,
surrender in its existence:
It has the most beautiful role
in the cycle of life.
With that as precedence,
My next thought is on the human body in love:
a parade through the jugular,
a jazz concert of the heart,
and humans holding hands, everywhere!
Like the coming together
of synapses—long awaited
to be put together again.
A deep breath brings this body to existence.
A courageous step brings this body to essence.