This Morning Broke

Some mornings break

With eyes opening

Searching for something.

Something to feel good about

Something to explain purpose

Something that fills a void

That was without reason

Created through the night

Without permission.


This morning broke

And I swung my feet around and placed them on the floor.


I watered the flowers

Noticing that they needed it

I cleaned the house

Because it needed it

I created something

Because I needed it.

After this morning broke.

This Morning Broke.