Waking up at 58
Some people figure this out
Awareness
True awareness
An art of being
Cold ice water in the face
For me it was a long
Lazy sip of wine
The sight after burn
To let me know
Something more than fruit was mixing
In my liquid moment.
A full awareness of self
Scary as hell
being in the present
Not planning or plotting
No confusing memories of emotion
Just here and now
Wide awake
It was like a sudden
Rush of a cold mountain stream
Shivering over my skin
You are awake now
You must move away from
The edge, and breath
Commands are loud unlike yesterday
Before I was awake
Nothing touched me only so
Many minutes to go
It did not matter
I wasn’t real
Now that has all changed
I am awake now and I can feel……
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