Sunday Morning

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Feet light,

aware of sleeping neighbors,

stepping to fresh coffee,

cream served.

Hips soft,

aware of the week’s work,

cloaked in loose garments,

laundry on.

Hands relaxed,

aware of the book’s binding,

thumbing the pages,

mind open.

Mouth closed,

aware of spiritual thirst,

unquenched is the heart,

tears streaming.

Eyes tensing,

aware of poignant thoughts,

hours pass undone to-dos,

evening is here.

 

February 4, 2018

Kristie M. Hendricks

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