Morning Mantras
Take a deep breath when the tsunami falls...
On the subway ride from Brooklyn to
Manhattan, overwhelmed by façades,
*
Music fades beneath
An ocean wave.
Nothing overlays the heartbeat of stress
In the silence.
*
Perhaps tomorrow there will be rain
And fire
Dancing through the sodden streets.
Maybe I cannot let go of
Everything.
*
However, tomorrow stays unanswered
Until it comes.
Morning is a new beginning.
About the Creator
Alison McBain
Alison McBain writes fiction & poetry, edits & reviews books, and pens a webcomic called “Toddler Times.” In her free time, she drinks gallons of coffee & pretends to be a pool shark at her local pub. More: http://www.alisonmcbain.com/
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