Into the wordless silence
I spirit-walk the new day,
bare feet to ground,
eyes open in early light.
Shaped and shriven
by the quiet earth,
I take my place
among the newborn,
awake to the world
while others sleep.
Reading of “Awake to the World” with music by Alice Coltrane, Pharoah Sanders.
Don, I think this is a poem about tottering home after a night of revelry, just in time to see the sunrise before falling into bed. I suppose Mike McCau. was with you. – Love, Tom