Busy

3:00 a.m.
My eyes fly open.

Awake in bed.

Darkness.
No birds singing.
Only the fan whirring.
Mind tossing.

I embark:
20 minutes of meditation.
Unstill, uncalm,
I shift
and shuffle
thoughts like cards.

4:00 a.m.
Time is slow
When it wants to be.

Finally the day grabs the sun
Out of the Universe
and puts it where it can be seen.

I get up.