Rouse the sleeping dreamer

Rouse the sleeping dreamer

I am beginning to rouse the sleeping dreamer.
Music, art, fantasies of the most fantastic.
Feels good… my imagination, running away with me.
I am finding thought and word and voice again.
Giving, stretching, testing myself, and
Trying… to be healthy, be positive, be now,

Be more today than yesterday.
Enjoy the sun.
See the clouds as opportunities.
See the coming fall as colors and beginnings.
See the winter as such a wonderful time,
Of warmth and comfort, rest and renewal.
See the future but feel the now.
Swim in it.

Stir early in the morning, step outside and listen.

Listen.

Closed eyes, warm breeze, birds and buzz, leaf and fountain.

Now. Awake and sing out to the day.
Each moment – a step forward.
Each act a leap of faith, a test of courage,
Easier as leaping becomes the norm.

Rouse now.
See and feel.
Stir.
Sing.
Leap.

LEAP!

Ascend the day, climbing each moment.
Yes, I am roused.
Dreamer – living dream.