Amber Ablution

The morning sun spills
into my room.
A golden light,
a gentle call,
crawling across the polished floor.

A sacred wash in morning rays,
a rinse for the waiting soul,
pulls my jumbled limbs
freshened
to build a world anew.

Another day, another breath.

I get into my jeans, put on my rings,
choose my bracelets and the chains.
A shiny little locket,
a splash of color, a little flare.

I take in my wake up juice.
Dark brown, with a touch of cream.

And I whisper
Howdy world!