the very moment you wake up each morning….
All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals.
And the first job each morning consists in shoving them all back;
in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view,
letting that larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in.
It takes determination to keep the wild animals at bay;
they leap and snarl and roar with expectations,
yet all this day warrants
is calm quiet,
a peaceful flow of the hours.
Rather than be thrown to the lions,
I will listen to them purr.