The Calm

I woke up today to the same crazy world.

The hum of dread was there
but dim and nearly mutable.

I feel hope in the morning.
I have space for good things to happen.

As the day goes by this feeling will lessen
until I’m nearly depleted,
hopefully not until after dinner.

But the mornings are for possibilities.
Reading
writing
drawing
thinking
For filling up of the brain
and soul
with some fresh thought,
some bright energy
that will hopefully
take root.