morning poem

Awake early on Wednesday morning

tossing and turning in bed

no place for sleep

out of bed at 5:30
awake at 4:00
eyes getting heavy 6:29

the sun rises without notice
the birds sing and now are quiet
stillness of the air

surrounds me
punctuated sounds
returning to silence

sitting on bed
looking left and then right
slowly stretching

trying to welcome the day
while slowly awakening
my body

stretch
elusive sleep will
not be with me today