“Life kisses our faces every morning.”
~ Kahlil Gibran
Possibility and peace rest lightly with the first waking moments.
Windows open, slight breeze dancing with the curtains, and the air so fresh I feel as if I could go outside in my nightgown and dance barefoot on the dewy lawn.
It’s quiet; my husband and Yorkie, both still breathing deep in sleep, two calming metronomes. The sound of distant traffic hums and I am thankful to not be not rushing off somewhere in these first precious moments of the day.
I rest and I rise–these things not contradictory but, in the magic of the morning, complimentary.