Sharon's First Thoughts Poem by Daniel Brick

Sharon awoke Tuesday
to the promise of music.
She heard that maverick bird
singing fervently before

the rest of his tribe
awoke. It wasn't a loud voice,
but it sliced her sleep open
and let the radiance fill her.

She was happy for this early
beginning of another day of grace.
She crossed herself twice,
once out of fear, once out of joy.

By the time she had washed her face
and combed her hair, the carillon
of song-birds filled the air
with a promised fulfilled.

What joy! she enthused. Music
and Light, animal and human,
morning and delight - all coalesced
into a happiness she inhabited

as if it were a house made of
spirit-stuff, a forever home
to all creatures whose patient
steadfast energy built the world.

{Sharon's Morning Song}
Admit the morning into your
consciousness, watch it expand.
Greet the first light of day
with your earliest energy.

Let outer light merge
with inner light - Oh, let it be!
and form a nimbus enveloping
my whole being in radiance.

Never doubt this shower
will cleanse my soul of lingering
darkness, and dispel the stubborn
heaviness of night. I will be

the fleet and sudden day-treader!