With boundless joy, I welcome the morning star…

With boundless joy, I welcome the morning star…
How glorious is the greeting of the sun…
Wiping away the marks of yesterday’s mud…
Swallowing yesterday’s story.

Exposing the thoughts watching me from the deep shadows…
Showing all the litter than has accumulated in my brain…
Telling me that today I am starting with a clean slate…
And I have the opportunity to flow with the natural current of the universe.

She tells me that I am strong enough to make the crossing…
I’m safe from all the bristly things…
I can breathe deeply of the spicy odors…
And allow the eternal waterfall to sing her chorus.

All this while the procession of the world moves on…
Intrigued by doom, afraid to turn off the news…
Judgment! Judgment! Judgment!
Haven’t they learned that judgment always returns to its source?

Today I am aimed in only one direction…
Not needing to wonder what will happen next…
Because my little life is too short…
To miss a single moment.

And now, shhh! The wind is blowing me to sleep.

I love you,

Annie