slip into something comfortable
Sleep hangs in soft evening light
in the corners of the room –
like an old pair of favorite pants,
slightly baggy,
immensely comfortable,
a few worn-thru patches of natural ventilation.
Soft, favorite, go-to pants.
Saved these days
for time off,
sick days,
yard work.
Those ones always ready to take you anywhere in comfort,
on a day where you are
not trying to impress anybody –
just need to be the real you.
Stripped of pretense.
A day where dreams can change your living,
and love songs can overflow inside
from start to finish.
You eat dinner with friends.
Savoring moments.
Hoping this day of summer
will linger long
like honey on your fingers
after the toast is gone.
Sweet and sticky,
clinging to everything.
Extra goodness
for the tongues finding.
Shadows fall.
The day drops it’s load
and lets go.
Relaxing into nothingness,
eyes begin to shift,
to see
the space between worlds.
Beauty fills the air,
waiting for me.
In the quiet of the night,
I lie alone,
yet not.
I am loved.
Aware, as I float away,
just how magical
a moment can be.
ACL 8/27/14
life: acoustic & amplified 