Bright-Sun Morning Poem by Tom Courtney

Woke up to a bright-sun morning
Look what I see!
The day was a new dawn breaking
And I felt free – I was free!

I slept in a rumpled awning
I fell from grace
I fought with the demons clashing
But they were me, I can see

I am changing, I am changing
Ever changing, that’s for keeps
One thing we have in life is life
There’s no repeat

I got up to a clear sky cover
The air was new
I looked for my shadow’s lining
I remembered you

I wonder, can you see? See to me?
You came to me
What did we have?
Shall we see?

I stood on a high rock mountain
We all climbed there
So now you can know that you have me ever
I loved you there

And I ran from the scourge of darkness
It came to me
I thought I had conquered madness
It was fantasy

And once I held your soft hand
Like a dove in a nest hiding
Your fingers tapered and so small
You can hold hands and you can’t

I walked from the tough job’s ending
I washed my hands
And put on my fresh clothes, standing
Another day, I’d earned my stay

And I will sleep
I will sleep and wake up new
The sun hides its burning ember
I think of you, where are you?