When I wake in the morning

In the morning when I wake

There is silence

Reverence

And grace

In the morning when I wake

I inhale the promise of the new day

The lessons from the day before

Ensconced in my mind

Preparing me for this new day

Helping me

Guiding me

Teaching me

Of what not to do

And what to do

In the morning when I wake

I listen

Listen for the waking of nature

The call of what is to come

And then I hear the sound

The call of the Cardinal

The red bird

Tweet tweet tweet

And I feel the promise of the new day

The call of nature

The sound of all that is

And ever will be

I feel the touch of nature

Race through my being

Freeing all that is trying to bind me

Releasing me from the chains of my limitation

Allowing me to soar

Outside the box

Outside the lines society tries to draw around me

Instead

I connect with the power of the more

Of the all

Of the infinite

Schooling me

Willing me

To remember there is more than enough

Abundance in this world

Our world

If we are brave enough

To ask for it

To channel what we truly want and came here to be

And then I surrender to the sound of the morning

Silence

Until I hear it again

The call of the cardinal

The red bird

Until

I am full

Full of possibility

Full of the more

And then I notice his call has changed

As I have

To a more joyful sound

To a more delicate tune

Twirling

Like a pattern

Of an infinite swirl

Round and round

Connecting me to the cardinal

To the trees

To the flowers

To the soil

To the earth

Grounding me

In the present

To go out into the world

Our world

As a being of

Love of light

Possibility and presence

When I wake in the morning

Full of reverence

Abundance

And grace