It’s early, and I’m awake.
The day is not yet dawned.
There’s crickets calling by the lake
A cat’s mewl sounds, forlorn.
I wonder, should I rise up now?
Let this day begin?
But from the comfort of bed I wonder how
And I further snuggle in.
Across this land the humans sleep
And yet I am awakened, wide.
The inner world, that lies deep
It swirls away inside.
The early hours bring many thoughts
Of old and distant times.
And wonderings, regrets and oughts
And old poetic lines
It brings dreams of what is to come
And the possibles of tomorrow
Yet in this moment the heart grows calm
In this space of now no sorrow
Only crickets and cats and a new day nigh
The breath of the mother
As children sleep and fathers sigh
We all, connected, one to the other.
You can feel it in the early morn
The humanness. Connection.
In this time, no fear, no scorn
No anger. No projection.
Only peace and a heart full of love
For all that this life brings.
A moment of gratitude. Gift from above.
When the soul can dance and sing.
Thank you life, thank you
For giving me to me.
For giving me the ones I love.
In this moment, I am free.
About the Creator
Rebecca Pearson
I am a coach, a nurse, a busy mum and an all round top chick. I help other busy mums become more connected parents and grow impactful lives. And in my spare time I like to write a bit. So here we go.... 😃
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