here’s looking at you
here’s looking at you
still able to wake up
not having any idea
a miracle is upon me
sweet breath of life
a wonderful world it is
before our eyes
a pink dawn
far as we can see
beautiful day
crisp cool air
sun rising
soft breeze
playing the chimes
songbirds singing
indeed sublime
subtle delicate
precious moment
touched and upon me
through the ages
days there were
when the sun
was not there
not even a mirage
a hope to linger
yet clouds rule
the moment all we see
we went to bed
from the day of
uncertainties worldwide
microscopic even
we get to wear
our new emperor’s clothes
seems every day we do
but what is new?
the chance to get exposed
and cleanse our soul is
our beliefs still ours
in a lot of ways we accept
and naked barefoot we walk
the cobblestones of life
warts and all... all to see
we make sure the new clothes fit
miracle of life it is
sublime and subtle
in a lot of ways
the only thing you feel is happiness
—you smile
—you wake up
—cry a little bit
in your heart of hearts
you bolt out of bed
and grab life
shower in cold water
and laugh all the rest of the day
like a crazy monk
with the same cup of coffee
brewed for the day
happy with same mug for ages
a change to another
favorite coffee mug maybe
could help enjoy the brew
and love the pink dawn even more
Love’s been looking at us all times
we are God’s children after all
in itself is not a miracle
but a sweet breath of life
***
©ndr 12.03.2023
Photo: The Milkmaid by Julien Dupre
...with apologies to Casablanca...
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