Another day, another week, another month

Monday morning

5 am

ahead of me lies

another day

another week 

another month

so what?

sometimes the prospect makes me queasy

sometimes

tire

and yet sometimes

sometimes

I am ready to live

eager

and excited about what lies ahead

what makes the difference?

honestly?

its how I frame my day

is it a day of appointments

and meetings

filing reports

developing plans

for lovely State bureaucracies?

or is it a day

when I will be with people I like

a day full of opportunties

to listen

and care

and share compassion

and hope

a day to give

and recieve?

 

Lord this day

 

May I listen

May I be at ease

May I love

May I be

joyful