How does that saying go? Today is the first day of the rest of my life? How many of us awake and are thankful for just awaking?
This morning that happened to me. I realized the summer is nearly finished and we will be heading into a new season.
The internal clock awakes stretching and yawning
To a new morn.
What will the day bring?
Crisis? Joy? A new birth?
Let us go forth on Mother Earth
Walk gently and graciously
Over late summer grasses
As the leaves prepare to sleep and undress the trees
September it is!
Welcome with open arms
Embrace the day
Be the director in your own Broadway play!