In these slight hours
when the sky beings stir
and streak the clouds
with wakeful orange
light peeps in
through slanted blinds
and curtain parts
like a child
excited for the day
As the world lights up
I am cool and asleep
in a canopy cave
mossed over in teal tulle
while I rest
the little pekingese
rolls on the greyed carpet
the border collie trots
lovingly behind her human
with one watchful eye out
for fallen morsels of toast
I wake in the late morning
meeting someone in the kitchen
to entertain the shared daily curiosities:
“Whatcha up to today?”
“How were your dreams?”
The walls are draped
with pothos, floral arrangements
and affirmations
because we need them
like this house
to hold well big hearts
buzzing with intentions
connection
creativity
freedom
healing
growth
magic
play
love
Outside of
Inside of
our home.
I love the opening stanza; evocative and crisp. I can’t believe you wrote those lines at the *end* of the marathon! Impressive!
I absolutely adore this. I could almost envision being there. Hour 24 was so refreshing!