FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

MORNINGS

morning is the
beginning of your friendship with
thoughts

last night you were lost in the
labyrinths of your dreams
you thank when you wake up
you have found yourself
again

you can't even remember the details
of what really happened

you can only remember the hat but not its color
and its smell
you cannot relate why you need a hat
what for you ask?

was it a very hot day inside your dream?
did you hide your face for fear of identification and shame?

morning is an attempt to remember
there are so many faces of you
in that misty mirror in that foggy candor

you write, that is what we can do
to discover what was really missing
you piece the words together
to solve the puzzle.