Settle. To Be Awake.

I rise from my dark slumber, waking to dim stillness.  I softly make my way through doorways and hallways.  To the door leading out.


Pull it open

Step out in to the coolness

Step softer yet to not disturb the peace of a morning not woken

Sit upon the still slumbering rocking chair

Put my feet upon the ends of the runners

Curling my feet down over the upturn curl of it’s up.



To be awake.

When all around me a world sleeps.

And I-

I am the beat of the heart alive.


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