Tuesday Morning

I wake early, the moon and stars still dance.

The sun has not yet traveled this far around our globe.

Tired flows through my muscles, and I rise.

You give me joy,

it is a hunger.

Today is rest for my body, but my soul is finally awake. 

I do not work today. 

I talk with You.

I read. 

I make eggs with spinach and cheddar cheese.

I listen to prayer in another language.

I listen to soft movie music and write.

10:24AM

Soon, a friend will come for tea, 

and then I will meet another later. 

You fill me up. You fill me up. I say this twice to realize it is true. Isa fills me up.

This day is a gift. 

Your presence, indeed, a gift.