How Each Day Begins
The darkness didn’t wake me
but it is here
quiet and full
and temporary
it is almost gone
cars rush through it
but not the birds
nor words
what comes, goes
if you listen
you hear how each day begins.
The darkness didn’t wake me
but it is here
quiet and full
and temporary
it is almost gone
cars rush through it
but not the birds
nor words
what comes, goes
if you listen
you hear how each day begins.