Wait! Before you go before the wild horses of your desire, your steamroll do-it-now- make-it-happen nature kicks in, your leap- before-look move- ahead fire- in- your belly- hungry starshine beast-baby hollers for more more more take a minute take a breath to ponder the necessity of all you think you need to know or have or do. Walk your mental brink to the empty ache at the center of things waiting and may this gentle you long enough to fill you differently. Let the world come to you. In birdsong eggshell skies church bells on winds on bright waters in meadows where you fall in love with spring grasses, to rest in this awakening.
Early Morning Poems 