The light peeks through my cream colored blinders beckoning me to start this Sunday morning.
Let me sleep longer – I toss and turn – using the blanket as my shield.
But no the light – the light keeps getting brighter.
And that’s a lot like how an epiphany begins,
it twinkles and turns catching your eye..
Before its full blown illuminating your life.
Try to ignore it you might,
And I promise eventually,
You’ll give into the light.