Awake
I crawled out of bed this morning;
Yawned, scratched, smiled.
My eyes are open as the sunlight pours into my mind,
But am I awake?
I brushed my teeth, washed, combed my hair,
Looked at my face in the mirror.
My eyes are open as I wall down the hall to the kitchen,
But am I awake?
I pour a cup of coffee, fix my breakfast,
I sit and eat looking out the window.
My eyes are open as I watch the squirrels scamper,
But am I awake?
As my day continues to unfold,
I work, play, meditate, practice.
My eyes are open as another day of my life passes,
But am I awake?
11Dec07
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