(for Amy M-K)
I wake into giving thoughts,
day already blooming for me
(if I am ready to receive
it without hesitation)
I rise into givens, catching
as much as possible with mitts
(protecting my hands, hands shielding
my heart, eyes closed, peeking)
I will, I promise daily, learn
to receive Light bare handed
(and uncover my heart, and
worship with eyes open)