Me-Time

Posted On June 27, 2017

There is a time in the morning,
before the dawn breaks—
before the moon has rested—
a time to sit and listen as the birds greet first-light.
 
Me-Time.
 
A time when there are no constraints,
where no one needs anything and no one is pulling at us. 
A time when there are no responsibilities except to Be. 
 
Me-Time.
 
The coffee tastes rich and black.
I light a candle,
sink into the couch,
and gaze out the window. 
The only ones in this sacred space are my dog, the birds, the Creator, and me. 
 
Me-Time.
 
Sometimes we talk.
Other times we listen. 
Often, we hear our hearts beating in rhythm with each other
singing silent love songs.
 
Me-Time.
 
One with the birds and the Creator.
One with me and all of life.
 
 
—brian j plachta

Written by Brian J. Plachta

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