Awake

I awake, not yet awake

Yesterday lingers all over my skin

Fuzzy translations of dreams whisper over my halo

I await clarity

Move my stiff and heavy body

That moved so weightless just hours ago in sleep

"Make it a great day," I write

As I listen to sounds of morning

Will I ever really feel a part of 'this' world?

When there is so much comfort in the other?

Coffee soon fills the cracks of confusion

My vision sharpens along with my intention

And I am off!

Into the wild blue yonder

Of another amazing day...