Receiving!

I’ve been Passive this morning,

Waking early, drowsing, lying, sitting, still,

Nearer falling back asleep than “Falling Awake.”

But what a world I receive!

A mocking bird sings, squirrel chatters;

Leaves move in the breeze,

Stalwart trunk stands sentinel.

Beauty abounds, life stirs, as I remember

I’m part of something Awesome, deep and fine.

Then my life stirs, as well.