the fog outside
the fog outside
welcomes me awake
it presses against the window pane
comes through the screen
into my life
the conversations below
welcome me awake
they drift up the stairs
and beckon me down
to show up today for life
the God outside, inside and all around
is moving
is calling
is asking me to wait
And I do, today.
Who knows about tomorrow.
But today
with the fog
and the conversations
and God
I am happy to wait
to show up a little late
for life.
Wonderful images of awakening to life again
I love the idea of “showing up for life” and of course the implied alternative of not. that’s as good as any way of talking about a life lived well.