Somewhere in the night you’re waking,
feeling the press of the world
while in the arc above you
shines the morning star.
The sky brightens pale blue
as you stir in the long transit
back from the dreamtime.
You assemble the pieces
careworn and fragile
of the person you’ve become
to navigate this life.
Cup of coffee, piece of toast,
perhaps now you’re ready
to show your face
to the world’s hunger.
As you break the darkness
with your road weary lamps,
give a thought to the star
that guided you in sleep
and is with you now,
hidden by the dawn
yet burning with knowledge
of your original self.
Thank you, brother. In the hidden part of ourselves comes the truth even when we can’t feel it. It is so easy to be numbed by the covering of our civilization. Thank you for keep reminding us of that inner place with in us.
Hidden by the Dawn you embrace on the beach of your day….INDEED! Welcome our new day in this Dawn with all the LOVE we share.
A needed reminder to focus on “the original self”…like the fog in the photo, diffuse yet pervasive. Thank you for another deeply stirring poem, Don.
Thank you!
Now this is most excellent Don – and with your poem comes delight in oneness with this star that guides so that I may see and know by night, even in deepest sleep, and awaken, strengthened, within the same great sky that holds both morning sun and evening star.
Thanks again Don.
Sending Love & Light your way.
Give thought to that guiding star and NOT to the tumult of the world…..
Gorgeous. Thank you!
Indeed a cogent note to Self …
Don, You have a habit of describing my most interior journeys. Thank you from my deepest heart.
Indeed, the body does become more fragile as we age, yet the beauty of the Morning Star, and all it represents, shines ever more beautifully, more clearly. Thank you, Don.
Ahhhh, that is such a beautiful description. Wishing you a wonderful holiday, Don.
Thanks for this one Don. Welcome after the winding down of the holiday and contemplating a return to the day to day routine.
A heartfelt and mind awareness of who I am, in the midst of the shadows, is what this lovely poems indicates to me. Our passion for the star that guide and animates us, is ever present. Thank you, Don!
This is so beautiful. I am amazed at your continuing ability to find the complex in a ‘cup of coffee, a piece of toast’. You’re right, it is that simple, yet so very vast. I love the depth you share with us, thank you.
I agree with Athena, Don. This poem is very beautiful…ready to show your face to the world’s hunger. What a privilege, and the simplicity of it allows it to be so joyful. Thank you
Ah yes, the original self and the person we’ve become, and the gnawing hunger for communion……the walk of this life