First Thought

I woke a little before 6 this morning. Immediately on waking, a thought came to me...a word. Awareness. Awareness. As I lay with the thought, another word attached itself. Grateful. Grateful Awareness. Today is a day of grateful awareness.

While sipping my chai, the backside of my awareness came to me in flowing lines.

Blindfolded by Choice

I stumble blindly on

feeling my way

awkwardly

urgency moves me

commands my haphazard steps

but why I do not know

I topple, exhausted

compulsion spent for now

despair lurks

then I finger the blindfold

I wear as habit

protection from unimaginable fates

slip it aside

with hands too weak

to untie the knot

light pierces my knowing

uncomfortable and revealing

I snap my sleep mask back in place

but tantalizing images

have caught my attention

too enticing to abandon

raggedly I resume my movement

peeking from time to time

slowly making friends with light

ahhh...

things go so much easier now

let me ever remember