It is all in how you get out of bed
Stretching to slowly uncoil
Breathing deeply to let out the night
And make room for the day
Looking at the clouds with imaginary patterns
Letting the fresh air of the morning
Embrace your silhouette
Not offering up your power
To the whims of those around you
Not molding and melding
Into someone else’s wishful thinking
Opening up the curtains to possibilities
That the shower will not wash away
Shattered glass chips
Worries from the night before
Must be exonerated
Shaking out the blankets
On your pretend European balcony
Taking away the debris of the
once perseverating guilt and anguish
that may have tortured you
at least some time during the sleep.
Experience the present
Meaning all of your senses in the context of you
In order to strengthen your stance
And solidly face the day
With a brave heart
And giving and receiving hands.
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