Oh it’s started 
I am Stonehenge 
or a pyramid 
or some other 
monolith constructed simply 
for this moment 
when low east
sun strikes windows 
and bathes everything 
in cool wash
of golden orange 
I am baptized 
in freshwater new
this glorious glow
brings a hope 
that only a 
new dawn can 

Life truly 
is nothing 
more than 
a washer
the day 
goes into
night dirty
where dreams 
are soap
and nightmares 
are water 
tossing and 
turning dissolves 
days disappointment 
then comes 
the final 
spin of 
coffee’s caffeine 
and fresh
we are
for another 

Let us
not then
for to
brings me 
sends me
skyward like 
some pebble 
thrown meant
to land 
somewhere else 
than where 
I started 

Nothing makes me
I just am
be it happy 
peaceful or content
it’s hard to 
be not these
once I learned 
and fully embraced 
my own alone 
funny how nothing 
that anyone else 
can offer dangle
or tease appeases
for what I
have finally found 
is just me 

The only thing 
that the Universe 
ever asks of
us is to
do the best 
with what we’ve 
been given and 
to never squander 
our blessings It
doesn’t tell us
what It never 
tells us how 
all It ever 
says is that