From open windows, sip deep breaths,
Count your blessings, no kidding
Count them. Croon a mantra of
Yes and thank you.
Still awake at half past?
Make it a monk’s rising,
Rock and pray with favorite song
or poem; finish that chapter
with a cup of peace.
Still awake at five?
Roll out in goddess stretch or child’s
pose,
Chant deep desires as pranayama.
Still awake at five thirty?
Swaddle worry in lavender.
Open a beautiful journal,
From nib of favorite pen,
bleed out a list of ways to laugh.
Drink a glass of bubbly.
Burp up busy mind, and
let dawn slumber take you.
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