The Ideal Morning

When I get the feeling that it's time for me to arise for the day,

I open my eyes and I feel your warmness kissing my face,

If the blinds are blocking you, I see you still trying to enter, but respecting my privacy,

Knowing that you consume everything.

My humanity is awake,

Thoughts rushing and running to tell me things I know and don't know already,

Sometimes I wake up and I enjoy my thoughts and their anxiety to comfort me,

Sometimes I wake up and I want them to stay asleep while I am awake because it's too early,

But I am alive and I survived yesterday surely,

I am thankful.

Sleepy eyes are met with cold water,

My goodness that was cold but it wasn't a shocker,

Practicing my affirmations more so my self esteem doesn't continue to falter,

But even if it does I am learning how to bring my issues, concerns, and thoughts to the altar,

And say my prayers and show my gratitude for the day ahead.