When Light Comes

In early morning

stillness, as the sun slowly

eases its way past

the horizon, I sit at

rest. Suddenly my

mind stirs and starts shoving old

furniture around

the room, surveying it first

from this angle, then

from that, shattering the peace.

Something else within

awakes and softly invites

the mind to let it

be, at least for now, and watch

as day slowly fills with light.

                                                                                            JDG

2 comments on “When Light Comes

  1. susanjanealbert@verizon.net's avatar susanjanealbert@verizon.net says:

    Joan, I think it is lovely th

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  2. Susan Wilkes's avatar Susan Wilkes says:

    Nice one, Joan. Please invite my mind too!

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