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Poetic Thought

Three Levels of the Morning


I’m blessed with the sunrise every morning
when awoken
Rising high in question to further a
humble study
I’m blessed every morning as the muse so
gently wakes me
Solemnly I’m learning you can’t buy this
kind of fire
I’m blessed every daybreak now I realize
I am living
Thankful for this time I’m given to heal
and integrate
I’m blessed every morning by heated water
as it cleans me
A cleanliness that flows downhill to gel
The day’s attention


I’m cursed with the sunrise every morning
when awoken
Cursed by the prism burning flawless ‘cross
these skies
I’m cursed every morning as the muse
intently wakes me
Wakes me and reminds me of the soul
I must rescue
I’m cursed every daybreak now I realize
I am living
Now knowing that my power is not mine
and never has been
I’m cursed every dawning with heated water
as it cleans me
If it would only spray so cold I’d die in
this confinement


I’m challenged with the sunrise every morning
when awoken
Open eyes to scrutinize the prints along
the path
I’m challenged every morning as the muse so
rudely wakes me
and bids me dig so deep to find some new
under the sun
I’m challenged every daybreak now that heartbeats
prove I’m living
Living, really living, not just living but
just living
I’m challenged every dawning to let heated water
clean me
Let it clean me, pray it clean me, help it clean me,
Clean me

K. Roberti





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