In the moments before waking
I find myself walking through veils
searching for treasures,
collecting them like strands of light,
curling them around my consciousness
to hold on to them
as I transition into day

I choose them for their cuddly warmth
and how they glow like hope,
how they make me feel: this
is what I live for —
all the good in life
for me to learn to bring forth
throughout my hours awake.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 22, 2016