A New Batter of Matter

2024.10.09

Good morning that wonderful way.

Hello, world.

Again.

Think it starts new?

Every morning's sunlight is a new batter of matter.

The lathe turns the atoms to make a new batch.

660 plus thousand miles per hour at just the right temperature and pour that Sunlight down through Space.

Millions of drops rain from angels pouring down pieces of starlight to flow in V's into every drop of you.

Good morning thoughts. Poetic and true.

Like you.

How's your day so far?

The Sun's just coming up here.

Powered blue sky gives way to more metallic tones.

Alone with my well-slept dog wondering why I didn't sleep more.

Doctors and sleep scientists would tell me to go back and get a few more hours.

There's work to be done, though, Docs.

Docs to be made.

Truths, subjective or not, need to be told.

Words make the world go 'round, after all.

What to bring to a day?

Recognition that your dreams are little more in focus.

That's a good thing to bring.

The good you do. The good others do.

Gratitude. Good times. Grief because life matters enough to miss something.

Love, of course, there's always love.

Good news.

The laughter of children, the pride of parents.

Peace to have a moment to feel anything at all.

A home worth calling home.

The ability and hope to have any of that at all.

A good book.

A friend to sit alone with in quiet and do nothing in a very loud way together.

The memory that life makes no mistake, makes what She needs, and there, in every mirror, is you.

The ability to feel joy regardless of the situation.

Slow songs and fasts songs, happy or sad; there's always a reason to dance.

Now's your chance.

Two left feet or not,
Watch your step,
But not your feet,
Take care and have
A better day.