I Awoke This Morning - Julie Brandon
poem read by Timothy Arliss OBrien
I Awoke This Morning
Julie Brandon
I awoke this morning to a thick fog
Obscuring the sun
Blurring the edges
Softening the noise
And yet
Fog is weightless
Insubstantial
Cool on our faces
Leaving drops of dampness on our hair and skin
Harms none, disappearing as quietly as it arrived
I awoke this morning to a deafening silence
As war continues
As death and destruction never cease
As hatred flows like honey, belying its true nature
And yet
They say peace is fragile
A thing to cherish
To be held carefully
As we break it again and again and again
Denying the harm done to prove a point
I awoke this morning and wept
