prayer I

days get up before me
a slow start
when things could explode or go broken
I tap into faith
a leap a skip
to joy

the sun revolves under my skin
treasures sprinkled in the sand
to breathe
commune
I keep on finding the golden thread
her divine face greets me in the most unexpected places
I see
synchronicity
on every corner of my eyes

I sing my stories as I weave reality
my precious loom of creativity
I kiss this day and close the windows
pulling a blanket over my feet