when i listened to the morning rain

when i woke
this morning
slowly,
my first wish

was to go back
into sleep
where all is forgotten
and i do not exist.

then i said,
touching my chest,
heart, fill with
warmth, with blood.

my eyes still closed,
i took a breath
and opened them.
it was grey outside

and i listened
to the rain
drumming at
the windows

and then i said
touching my chest,
this is outside,
heart, your weather

is inside,
beat, flow,
and i took
a longer breath

and rose
into the day, exhaling
into my day,
and i saw i was late

but never too late
to arrive
at this moment
of the heart opening

to another day
until the time
when we have to close
and let go.