Good Morning San Diego: A Prayer

Your clouds a bright white and your sky a lazy blue
Rocky green and yellow mountains are stretching out towards Mexico
Waxy leaves cha-cha, reflecting spots of white cloud light
Reaching to smell the morning
through coffee filled mouth
Your birds chirping out of sight
Palm trees joining the dance in the breeze
Struggling to turn off the critic
Focus on the French bread
the coffee seeping into bread and the smell of berries
Make living an act of love
Feed body
Fill mind
Stretch, swallow, breath
Purposefully understanding
deepen love for earth: her process of evolving beings
Extend this love to my family
to this family housing me
giving me San Diego love: with their good morning smiles
and carefully placed vitamins laid out on the counter, just for me
I deserve to have this love inside me
flow through me as breath to fill my lungs and heart
never to horde
Give out, love out, love forward
Allow things to come slowly,
enjoy the alones, the crowdedness
Enjoy the unique San Diegoness of this new experience

About detangledprosereview

I am a human rights advocate with a knack for inter-contextually. I am a storyteller, a ceramists, a pan-art lover, a feminist, and a humanist.
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