Own Days Glad

The burst of urgency

Hitting the chest

With first sips of espresso

As if the caffeine is made up of liquid news

How to greet the world

Forever in need of saving

Forever in service to beauty

The burst of sunrise

Hitting the breast

With first sips of breath

As if the air a daily rush of gratitude

for one more day of this Aliveness

How to meet the world’s cruelty with kindness

Forever in need of compassion

Forever in service to hope

The burst in me as I wake

In a world gone mad

May it be to make our own days glad

May I die into this burst of

making more kindness

within our Aliveness

Why else are we here?

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