When I open my morning eyes

I may choose to see yesterday, 

last week's friendly, kindnesses,
past grieved memories of pain and stress,

repeating the same scenes again and again.

I wonder how my day will be.

When I open my morning eyes

I may choose to see tomorrow,

a critical interview plays in my mind,

worrying of what to say, to wear, and

if my experience matches the job.

I wonder how my day will be.

Or when I open my morning eyes

I may choose presence and only see

and sense the good surrounding me -

the colors, sounds, smells, intuitions -

gently waving thoughts away.

I wonder how my day will be.