Morning--By Rick Davis--United States

Morning 

I woke up abruptly this morning
from a dream where I was

nineteen again, eating amidst

a stack of books –

When I was young I read nonstop

and I remember reading

as a seven year old while

an old nun sat behind a desk.

Sitting, listening to Marianne talk,
This morning settled around me
like a tender blue coat –

And in gray yellow sunlight
I possessed the vulnerability
of open water, falling into a rhythm
of silence, noticing little birds
flitting from tree to tree.

In sleepy Chicago sun,

under the slow flow of love.

Rick Davis graduated from Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate schools.  He is married, is from Chicago, and worked in market research and urban ministry.