You’ve got to keep an eye on the morning
Or it will slip away.
The robins know this
Their mamas taught them about the early bird…
You might know that when you get up to get
Another cup of coffee
That the grass will have grown another inch
There’s no stopping this cavalcade
So, ignore it at your peril.
And while you’re at it
Keep a close watch on the afternoon
‘cause just a blink and it's gone.
Gone gone.
String them together
And you’ll miss the entire week.
Then you’ll need a note for your teacher
Just to get back in the game.
There is only so much sunshine to go around
And moments to take off your shoes
And reconnect with your toes,
Even if you didn’t realize that you
Had become undone.
Even if you didn’t realize that you
Had become undone.
And the evening is there for you
But for the asking
Its job is to calm and collect the day…
Its job is to calm and collect the day…
And you could be part of that too
Imagine dropping out of “the world”
And breathing in the cool collection
Of all that gathered and grew?
The night might be seen as the final act.
Is it the end or just the beginning?
No one knows, but it invites you to
Slip into its dark safe epilogue
The land of letting go
And dream those dreams
That you wish would never end.
-P. Sanderson
I “wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today…”
-Led Zeppelin
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