Awareness of an accidental masterpiece
I hypothesize that the best feeling on earth
Is waking up, resignedly accepting reality
Refusing the urge to burrow through blankets
Preparing to face the day ahead
But instead you glance to the clock,
finding red numbers winking at you in the darkness:
4 hours until sunrise
And those few hours of sleep and rest
(usual, unnoticed, mundane)
Become a prized possession, a secret inside joke with the universe
Arriving without expectation, without need -
A gift
I wonder if love were like that
If we held onto that, that person closely as we cling to our pillow
Awareness of an accidental masterpiece -
Thank you for unfolding
I wonder if life were like that
If we lived each day like our last
Not entitled to the next morning
But smiling as we drowsily observe our alarm clock
Grateful for a few more hours of sleep