(02new!) Why We Get Out Of Bed Poem by Max Reif

(02new!) Why We Get Out Of Bed

Rating: 2.8


It's the promise of the sunrise, is it not,
that pulls us out of bed,
knowing a divine wave
has washed the world
clean overnight, and today

we may remember the combination
and the Door may finally
open to the true world,
the same world as yesterday
but re-united with its depths,

and life will finally fulfill its promise,
all beings walking about
with an unspeakable grace
upon holy ground,

laughing and loving
from one sacred activity to another,
the windows of buildings
looking out fully aware
and the traffic

dancing consciously
to the music of the spheres.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Linda Hepner 01 June 2007

There is a religious delight in this poem. I must get up earlier...!

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Ernestine Northover 27 May 2007

This is a pulsating poem Max. A lovely magical write. Beautifully executed. The read was a delight. Thank you so much for posting it here. Loved it enormously. Love Ernestine XXX

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For me it's the alarm clock and the job... just kidding. Yes, M, indeed, much more upbeat as you said; an inspired and inspiring read. love it. t x

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