JUST MY THOUGHTS It's four-thirty A.M sunday morning. Very quietly as not to wake my husband I slip out of my warm bed and head for the kitchen to brew that first pot of morning coffee. While waiting, I sit down in my husbands old easy chair beside the window and gently pull the shade. Nothing much stirring this early but me, the moon and a fresh powder of snow that fell last night. As I gaze out across the fields at the moon splashed landscape I think to myself how wonderful it would be if all the world could be this calm and peaceful. I've always been an early morning person and feel I miss the essence of the day if I sleep late I feel closer to God when it's just Him,the moon,my hot cup of coffee,a snow covered field and me. I spend the better part of an hour meditating and in that time I get in touch with places in my heart and my soul so that I can better cope with the coming day. Just my thoughts early on a Sunday morning in late December. Written in winter of 2001 |
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