Inspiration
Samantha Little, 2013
I woke alive and happy.
I don’t recall why, or whether there had ever been a reason,
But the fresh expectancy persisted
Through a breakfast of dry toast and weak tea,
And a drab heap of ironing.
I hummed a waltz as I dragged
The spluttering iron over wrinkled cloth,
And I watched the avocado leaves
Scatter the sunshine on the bare wall.
I collect coins for a Renoir print,
But now I rejoice in the unfettered adornment
Of light and shadow, shadow and light,
Dancing on my wall.
“I woke up very happy this morning. I don’t remember why or whether I ever knew, but the attitude of fresh expectancy persisted, sustained, perhaps, by Amy Lowell’s poetry. I have been transcribing my favorites from Pictures of the Floating World[...] Will this serenity, I wonder, conquer the heap of ironing and buttons to be sewn?… It did; it rested on all my day like a benediction.”—from a journal entry dated August 9, 2011
Aren’t mornings so wonderful when you wake up hapy and alive?! Sometimes I wake up and am so overwhelmed with this wonderful feeling of living life healthy and loved and happy in the Lord! Petty little dissapointments in life seem so miniscule when in contrast to such precious gifts.
P.S. LOVE the last three lines!