Before the Dawn

Dawn is barely waking up

I've been awake just long enough

Stillness of morning filling me

A day of rest ahead of me

I allow gratitude to fill 

the spaces in my heart

It spreads and spurns me on

stillness

calm the mind
calm the body
breath in
breath out
inhale deeply
exhale fully
inhale deeply
exhale fully
here
now
here
now
a mirror looking inward
a mirror gazing back

A Day Like This

I cannot will my mind to nothingness
on a day
such as this-

sitting at my desk
the ambient sounds
of birds in trees
while a plane
flies overhead.

I cannot decipher the language
being chirped
because it is not for me to know.

Stillness cannot be bought
only attained
in measured doses
with much effort.

Even then
there is no guarantee
of finding that elusive
state of being.

My mind fills with thoughts
of worry and
needs to be filled.

Unease is an easy thing to find.

My worries are temporary
stops that are given too much weight.

If I could speak to you directly
I do not know what words I would have
for you.

              Do you have words for me?

If either of us have any questions
let us raise our hands now
and call on each other in the order
our hands went up.