Mornings

When I Wake Up

The morning began as light squeezed through tightly shut eyelids,
It wandered across my bed between window shutters,
I watched the shadows retreat as the room filled with amber light,
I heard the familiar sound of silence
until I stepped outside into the garden, flushed with spring blossoms.

The house drowned in stillness
until my ancient Moka pot whispered a faithful morning song.
I savoured the rich, concentrated coffee brew,
the smooth, warm stoneware against my palm.

Then I was ready to breathe in the day

and pray …

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The Lord’s Prayer

Our Father
Which art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy Name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done
In earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil.
For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory,
For ever.
Amen.