A glimmer of early morning light
pokes through, awakening the day
but not all who are sleeping.
The light spring rain drizzles
the tired earth, thirsting to be refreshed.
This is Saturday.
For some a day of rest
and others another repeat
of days that have come before.
In an early morning prayer
the wish for grace and peace of mind
quiet the hunger for relief.
It is let go of
and allowed to pursue
it’s manifesting power.
Today will be a day like none before.
It is the one the birds sing about
as they are kissed by soft raindrops
from the sky above.
A day with early morning shadows
that impersonate velvety curtains
whose role is to conceal the debut
of the most amazing light.