Strength to Start


Tangle of nerves
under the covers
Monday morning.

Like every week.
Chest pressure, unsettled will
Thick from the stomach to the throat.
Protected from the grind,
I stay in bed below.

Plethoral possibilities come with a new set of days.
Initially, I’m afraid of the weight
of things I’m expected to do
& the person I’ve signed up to be.
I lay in search of my other stories,
Monday morning under the covers.

But I find a modest strength to start,
tuning into my frequency,
listening to the uni-verse’s,
opening to the lessons of love,
mulling it all with amigos
as they come;

the ongoing challenge of presence.

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