Early Morning

It is 4 a.m. and I am awake.

Mind already in overdrive.

Fleeting thoughts, momentary angers, constant worries.

Too early for this all.

My pillow, my reliable friend offers no comfort.

Out of bed for the first cup of coffee.

The house is blissfully quiet.

Turn on the fountains.

Soothing sounds that quiet the mind.

Process out the thoughts.

Thoughts so important that they prevent the wonderments of sleep.

Old hurts revisited, new hurts revisited.

Old ghosts visit, new ghosts visit.

Racing thoughts that like to dwell in places unwell.

The goal is peace.

Easy to intellectualize.

Harder to internalize.

Focus on compassion.

Focus on the the gifts in this life.

Focus on today.

Leave old hurts behind.

Leave old ghosts behind

Walk cleanly into the early morning light, and dwell there.