The Sun Rises

The sun rises

The day breaks

the chickens emerge, clucking

and the horses hanging longingly over the fence

a new day unfolds

but why doesn't it feel new?

Sometimes the road does indeed

seem to stretch on forever

twisting its dry dusty way

through the rocks and

sagebrush

of an endless desert

More meetings

another client

more fear

and hurt

and pain

to be faced

more tasks to be done

where does it come from

the love

the comfort

the hope

we need

we need to give?

Sometimes it helps

to be plugged into the Infinite