The Doubt Monster
Awakening from a night of restless sleep,I start making coffee
Doubt sips in while the coffee starts to brew
I push it away and step outside to ground and center myself.
Barefoot on the lawn, I close my eyes and open my arms
to the sky above, seeing the ball of light, letting it flow;
Clear my mind and breath. it will all be alright.
Grounded I pad barefoot back into the house, pour my coffee
then sit down on the front porch for morning coffee and smoke.
Watching the birds go from the feeder to the fountain in my garden,
Thinking how simple their lives must be.
When doubt slips back - in asking are you sure?
Well I thought I knew or was is it just a dellusion.
I finish my coffee and smoke,
Then tell doubt where to go!
I'm off to do yoga.
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