a simple meditation

the dawn sweeps the darkness from my skin.

i emerge from my skull. through eyes. through mouth. words long scoured for dissolve into simple routine. yesterdays anxieties healed through these actions. through gentle repeatition we find peace.

there is a salve for all sores. a soloution to every conundrum that confronts us with pursed lips and waving arms.

i find courage in domesticity. a small mediatation on the humanity embedded in the process of living. passed softly from hand to hand