awakening

Overnight the

overhead fan

moved the right panel of

the deep red curtain

just inches from closed.

When the sun rose

light’s lips kissed

my closed eyes

till sleep’s mist lifted,

leaving only

the ground of Hope.

The fresh day

has enough alarm

to awaken me from apathy

so I thank you, God,

for the wind

that opens this room up to the Holy

in the night

so I may rise to Rest

in the day.

…………………………………………….

awakening

by Troy Cady

written during The Creative Call PlayGroup

July 23, 2015