It’s morning on a Monday

Solemn, quiet and cold

Memories flood my morning mind

With thought of life both new and old

I sit in the stillness 

And move with the noise

I find the solitude lonely

And comfort in my voice

There is a longing I have 

I can’t seem to identify

It pulls me forward

And the feeling is magnified

Fear and excitement flood my soul

With each thought of what's to come

I sit in this moment

Trying to discover where it all comes from

Weekends are spent searching for answers

To the questions from the week

Monday morning reflections

Guide me closer to the meaning I seek

What is fear?

When filled with joy

Peace to me is pen to paper

It helps with the empty void

I have to sit with this feeling

It's what helps me learn and grow

The uncomfortable thoughts

Are seeds of discovery I’ll later sow

It keeps my heart open

For the tiny two souls I lead

When they look at me in awe

I remember why I bleed

It’s a morning of wonder

But gloomy and pale

Desperate for connection

When my life gets stale

I think I need a partner

Because I crave attachment

But when I love myself

I feed my souls advancement

A spiritual contact

Is still something that I need

So finding that as I explore life

Gives me the chance to be free

Like the rose that grew from concrete

Hope is born with each new minute

So the most important part of life

Is remembering to live it