Up, my heart, from
Your drowsy, Winter-like
Sleep.
Now is the time to
Mold the future!
Up,
You climb there — into
The lap of gentleness
Now.
For tomorrow holds
Gentleness to the side of
You
At best. This is not the
Time for napping and
For
Yawns. This is the moment
Of remembering who I am
At
Last: the embracer and
The embraced. For beyond the
Yawns
Comes the full awakening
That is both for now and to
Last.
~ by Stan Stewart
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