the morning summon



the air is dry like the throat
and chilly as morning’s hardwood floor

yet you rise like the sun  again each day
to face the frosty, arid hush.

and why?

what is it that invites you out of subconscious illusion
other than routine habits of daily existence?


the gift of the moose
Creative Commons License Photo Credit: Steve Wall via Compfight

Author: Dave

LX Designer, entrepreneur & change agent. Immersed in collaborations that improve learning & working environments. Sometimes, I go fishing.

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