For M - 2

A Poem

I always start my mornings with a poem.
It somehow clears my head of all the nonsense the day is going to put me through.
It opens something inside of me.
Hopefully it will do something for you too.

So here is a poem for today:


FOR M-2

Yesterday is over
But you are still here What will you do in its ruins?

Will you cover your face and go out again?
Will you cover every bone beneath a white sheet?
Yesterday was a disaster 
So how do you live in its aftermath?
If you were a river
You could run away, 
A snowflake—
You could melt;

But if you come to me
I will colour your hair
With my warm fingers
And tell you,
I am 
What you see
And all of it is yours to keep.