by

The Unexpected

When the city bears down cold and oppressive, wake at dawn.
Sneak up on the stillness of spring as it settles in to the empty streets.
Walk before the full and fading moon as it hangs over the housing estates.
Follow as it falls fast, for it has had its fill of a darkened sky.
Be carried upon bird song as it courses through these concrete veins.
Be here and now before tomorrow’s worries arrive at the morning’s doorsteps.
See this place with all its vulnerability and be the first to fill its fragile heart with love and grace.
Right now, here is a playground for the stifled and seeking mind.
Pregnant with possibility and still awash with absolute completeness.
It can be a sound teacher for this early student, but go gently, it was not expecting you.