Early
in the morning…
Early in the
morning do you sometimes
get up and your
ears hear everything
from the dog’s
cough three doors down
to the lone car on
the freeway cross town?
Early in the
morning do you sometimes
get up and your
eyes see everything
from the vacuum in
your way to the bathroom
to the lone star
still left in the lightening sky?
Early in the
morning do you sometimes
get up with your
mind so clear that everything
you have ever done
or said, heard or seen,
lived or dreamed is
perceived in a new light
and you can
understand as never before
the web of lies,
half-truths and artifices
that you have woven
into the fabric not just
of your life but of
so many others, and the
truths that you
have chosen to ignore
nudge you in the
shower and cause you to
resolve as you
count out your morns with
coffee spoons, grab
your juice and toast,
to make this day
the one you live as you
were meant to,
without guile, generous
in thought and
deed, open to all righteous
possibilities. And
early in the morning as
you back your car
into traffic, switch the
radio on to “the
news you need to know” do
the early morning
resolves retreat with
each revolution of
your wheels?
Alix Hellas 04