for me, to wake up to the day,
place me in the mindset,
where expectation warmly meets me
with a reality face,
where the procession of next things,
assure and accomplish,
where my inner world is
outer world assisted,
where the dream,
as my dream,
softly refocuses,
where the pace of the day
is gradually delighting,
where excitement is
the pleasantry of little surprises,
where presence-speak has more of intimacy
than talk,
where what was the night of sleep
was contributory,
where restful, as a surmise,
answers the backstory question,
where grateful is unsaid
but present in the mood,
where the day is unspoken for
but inwardly invitational,
where events pace themselves,
naturally,
where delight is to an ease
with fulfilling moments,
where I could imagine myself
as basking in the experience,
where the dance has no outright music
but is still happening,
where everyone feels fireside-connected
without stated cause,
where I inadvertently bless everyone
in shear presence.
okay, maybe this only happens
once in a while.
okay, once every other year,
under amazing circumstances.
okay, maybe once
in a lifetime.
well, maybe it's just a fantasy
for all of this to happen,
even if not all at once.
but it's a wake-up theme
that probably came
from a simply wonderful dream.
and I wanted my awakeness
to honor it fully . . .
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