Consciousness & Morning Poetry

You are not your mind or your thoughts. You are the consciousness in which the thoughts come and go. – Deepak Chopra

I usually wake up

too early

when God’s fingertips are

just gently touching the horizon

orange or light blue streaks

through the curtains

birds singing & chirping merrily

or sleepily or maybe that’s

how I hear them in

a lucid gossamer state.

Those things I said or

wrote come back to me

in words, sentences

driving pins in my mind.

It’s nice when I can

laugh them off and

forget but occasionally

they keep me up until the

alarm sounds,

sweetly my love

reaches for my body

and we try to go back

to our dreams until

the radio blares again

if we are lucky it’s

a jazz song streaming

soulfully to announce

a beautiful day

and if not I am comforted

even if sleep deprived

because there is an embrace

and how blessed

I am that it belongs to you

and it for me.

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