waking up
Tuesday, April 29th, 2003everyday, i wake up into the sun, scorching
always moping around my routinary life
for anything different i’m searching
trying to discern what i’m looking for
one day, you woke me up from my slumber
giving life to my empty quintessence
your words no matter how simple
animates my insipid existence
now, for your presence i wake up longing
so similar yet so different we seem
my heart longs to feel the wholeness of your being
you’ve rapt my soul supposedly invincible