Floating through the day
Functioning beside my self
Sun light warms us both
If even for a few moments before the world around me wakes up …
Solitude becomes
me, with space to expand breath.
Hear the gentle chimes.
Paths and journeys, cups full and toppled over or half-empty and wanting – we are all in this together.
I cannot presume
another’s road through the dark.
Let all our lights shine.
MKat Reclamations 