Wake Early

Why I Wake Early

Hello, sun in my face.

Hello, you who make the morning

and spread it over the fields

and into the faces of the tulips

and the nodding morning glories,

and into the windows of, even, the

miserable and the crotchety-

best preacher that ever was,

dear star, that just happens

to be where you are in the universe

to keep us from ever-darkness,

to ease us with warm touching,

to hold us in the great hands of light-

good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day

in  happiness, in kindness.

 ~Mary Oliver

What can I say

Words have left me as we isolate in our homes.

I pray you are all staying well.

I try to greet the morning with kindness,

but some mornings it is hard when I look at the news.

I keep telling myself this will pass

and the tulips will bloom soon.

Walking each day is my sanity.

Noticing spring time in my neighborhood brings me joy.

Take care dear ones!

Sending love! 

Picture taken in 2017 at sunrise

on the Willamette River in downtown Portland.

The blossoms are blooming there now

and I imagine them looking much like this.