Morning Reveries

Early morning
wandering through
shadows and light
sin and redemption
destiny and grace
still waiting
still dreaming

Pressing on
in the face of
the uncertain
circumstances
as if the mystery
of faith is real
if not unseen

Poetic champions
rise before dawn
listen to the muse
hearing jazz riffs
drawing sketches
hurling horses
over cliffs

Wouldn’t it be
great if we could
believe in each other
unequivocally
and not be
deceived
by modernity?

But wait
there’s more
to come amore
for you and me
eternally after
so many
false alarms

Meanwhile
someone is
rustling around
in the kitchen
coffee brews
sun on the horizon
another day