The morning breeze has secrets to tell you
don’t go back to sleep. ~ Rumi
There is something about the very early morning hours of a new day. A portal into the unconscious. I awoke at 3 a.m. and listened to the pre-dawn sounds: a whispering early morning breeze, the house settling, swaying branches.
Thoughts spilled out onto a nearby notepad.
Self Love
Unearth your soul
buried under layers of debris
called rejection, abandonment,
trauma.
Dig deep
excavate with care
around a fragile treasure,
yours to be found.
Keep going
brush away the dirt
until the glow
from your soul appears.
Lift gently,
bring your essence forth,
cradle you
in warm hands.
Hold close,
a luminous life force,
resplendent and
uniquely yours.
Breathe deep,
promise yourself
never to ever
bury yourself again.©
What secrets do the morning breeze bring to you?
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Love it! Makes me wish I were a morning person… But I sometimes feel and listen to the stillness late at night when most are sleeping. Thank you, Mona for a lovely, evocative poem.
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Listening is the important part. Thanks for your kind words.
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The light and sounds of the very early morning hours are unique. If only I could wake up so early! But I go to bed way too late to be up at 3. Lovely poem, Mona.
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Thanks Evelyn, but I have to admit I didn’t want to wake up. My dog, Chip, howls like a bloodhound when he hears a siren-which sometime occurs at 3 a.m. 🙂
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Ha! I feel less lazy now!
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