Because I am alive
challenged each morning
by the trilling of distant birds
sunshine through delicate curtains
to rise and feel
ground beneath my feet
ancient desire for breakfast aromas
wells up, pulls me gently forward
Because I am alive
morning habits recreate what is past
adding my own touch
beginning a day unlike no other
and yet so much the same
for each step that I take on my own ground
slowly or quickly
a pace of my own making
guides me until sunset and only nightbirds sing.
“As you walk and eat and travel, be where you are.
Otherwise you will miss most of your life.”
~ Gautuama Buddha
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