what do i know
this moment rising
from a dream still swimming
behind eyelids
i keep closed

awareness weaves itself
the shuttle/my breath
pulse stretching throat
to speech

this my sunrise

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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15 Responses to awakening

  1. Anna Stewart says:

    Pulse stretching throat…love it. Lovely poem.

  2. Mmmmm. I know mornings like this. I think this was today… yes, definitely today. Very well written!

  3. nelle says:

    Is a crazy time, sometimes spent chasing a dream I cannot catch.

  4. Fortunately I tend to forget most of my nightly battles 🙂

  5. Green Speck says:

    This one is so real … happens with me a lot !!!

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