Morning ritual

The sun came up

And she closed her eyes

Ignoring the growing light

And color of the skies


The sun rose higher

And with eyes closed tight

She woke up inside

To her own ease and light


Repeating and returning

Mind wanders across internal sky

Watch the clouds floating over

She is preparing to live and die


It’s the morning ritual

And so much more

It’s the opening of the self

Revealing of the cosmic core.


Good morning ritual

Her own life lay from within it grew

Letting go of past and future

Awakening through and through