A nice little breakfast this morning as I prepare for work day. And it is Friday, huzzah!! Tacos and green sauce and peppermint mocha – what a way to start the day. (I am happy, at least) And there are oh so many things I could express my thanks for this day, but I shall refrain. Sometimes brevity is a good thing. Or not?

There are words flickering at the corners of my mind,
like an old flame seeking to escape its guardian,
yet to dare to loose these words would loose the ties that bind
and possibly I could lose this pride I hold so dear
but would I rather not leave that pride safe far behind?
So let loose these words, this light so shockingly neon!
but no right now there is sadly simply not the time
and so these words stay safe for now,
in a notebook bound and sealed
in an oaken chest solidly locked
in a room where the fire flickers hot
inside the crevices of my soul
but worry not for surely someday when the time is right
some candlelit tea-steeped evening curled up on the couch,
all these words that burn within shall turn to prayerful light.