These early morning thoughts rose out of the jumble that has been life over the past few days. A day spent listening to someone’s story – a daughter flying out to New York – Hearing the call of the mappie family that have shared our yard for years – Being human and feeling all come together in this poem to express some early morning thoughts.
Early Morning Thoughts
When searching for the rhythm
Of a poem
That I believe
Is waiting for me
I don’t always know
What words will come.
Could it be this nagging unease
This weight of living
That this world brings with it
The unknowns of love
Being loved
Being heard
Could this come true?
For me – So I know love
Among these early morning thoughts.
Every morning waking
To this day seeking
Wanting to know more about love
Discovering by listening
Sometimes found waiting
With someone
For hours
Till the truth, the broken bits
Are shown
Given as a gift
I watch the anxious eyes
Waiting to see if they are brushed away
Or taken up and caressed
With tender appreciation.
Early morning thoughts
Come with the first bird sounds
Our home shared
With a magpie family
Who live with us –
Sharing
Protecting
Their family
Greeting us with a morning call
Every morning
Their thoughts begin with nurturing
Their child
Truth discovered in sharing
A few thoughts
From the early morning.
