Hello Monday Poem by Anna Pine

In the morning, a fresh start. Bright eyed and bushy tailed. Born ready for whatever the day has planned for me.

The rain falls and the sunrise lights the drops on my window, the colors of warmth—energy, and happiness.

Through the open door, the smell of dew-- rain, and a new chance waft in. Sweet—cold, and promising.

At the threshold, I look out at the familiar, then a little further, past what I'm used to-- the everyday, the reliable.

Consider all the people going home from the long night shift. Silently send my thanks to all of the hard workers. The quiet din of the far away traffic lets me know

message received.

Being outside the wind wraps me like a chilly hug that envelops my entire being and I feel connected, grounded to my earth. The same earth that is for all of us. But now, I choose to forget that and imagine it's here for me, just me.

Karma lets me know today will be mine for the taking, if I dare, I have a habit of not turning down dares.

Head held high in the rain. Welcoming challenge and ready to give my all.

Warm socks to support bold steps- I feel a shift, conflicting feelings seep in, toeing the line. But I know this is my place too.

Focus on the present, I tell myself. Ignore the doubt creeping around the edges like a vignette.

The wind hears me whisper my promises for the future into open space and like the raindrops sparkling, I see myself shine, I choose to shine.

With my preparation for whatever the day has planned for me, I smile.

Take a step, then two more. And just go for it.

Hello, Monday- Your move.