A Poem for Wednesday - Begin Again

Begin Again

Thought I would begin this day
With a stolen moment in the sun
But so much has already gone before
That to do so I must begin
Again.

I meant to put me on the top of the list
So why do I so often start
From the bottom up
Doing all the busy tasks before dawn
While I still have a full head of steam
I begin.

But must maybe this mid morning break
Is the real beginning of my day
And what has gone before is but preamble
Tithes I owe to others
Allotments to the busy world apart
From me.

My world begins with this stolen moment
A last cup of coffee sipped in the morning sun
Mulling over what I really want to do
What color to paint my sky
What subject for the painting
Not begun.

And so as I take the last sip of coffee
And drink in the possibilities before me
I listen to the birds and the breeze
And celebrate the opening of a flower
My must do's behind me
I begin.

(c) J. Binford-Bell

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