Waking up is hard to do
Not only in the so-called morning
in the shuffle of avoiding
the pre-dawn alarm
Breaking an illusion takes
intensity of focus
and a steady concentration
and a willingness to shift
and notice:
What I thought was solid ground
is not
And where I thought I stood
I really wasn’t
And all that I was sure was real
All that I’d strung my hopes across
has never been what held me up at all
What I am, and what I’m standing on
is something else. It has a different gravity
It follows different laws.
The brightness of awakeness overcomes the force
of every predetermined lockstep course
and every limitation we surmise
that drains the light and laughter from our eyes
Standing up for light
may be a struggle
Waking up is hard to do
but worth the trouble.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 14, 2012