"For the Morning"

A day once dawned,
And it was beautiful.
A day once dawned
From the ground.

And the night she fell,
And the air was beautiful.
The night she fell
All around.

It looks like the snow, which was going like gangbusters not ten minutes ago, has finally abated, and the sun's coming through.

This morning I had the luck to be offered a ride to Kendall by M-----, redheadedmuse's paramour. This had multiple effects, the positives far outweighing the one negative, which was that I probably got to work even later than if I had taken public transit.

The more time I spend near M-----, the more I see what a wonderful person he is, and what a wonderfully calming and stabilizing influence he seems to be for redheadedmuse. It's beyond good to see someone you care about being treated in a way that makes her happy.

I've also rarely come across someone who creates such comfortable silences, even with someone he doesn't know well. I feel at ease, but never bored, in his presence. In the silence, I watched a spectacle I'd never seen: snow swirling from the sky, slowly set alight by the sun, emerging from the clouds.

I also listened, for the first time, to the wonderful Coffee House on ERS. A new song by Beck, called "Paper Tiger," reminded us alternately of Dead Can Dance and Nick Drake, and some moments later, a Nick Drake song came on.

I felt a peaceful kind of synchronicity in my morning commute, which is more than I can say for the 87, the red line, or the CT2.

So look see the days
The endless colored ways
And go play the game
That you like
For the morning.

From last night's yoga class.

Fill your cup to the brim and it will overflow.
Keep sharpening your knife and it will blunt.
Chase after money and success and your heart will never unclench.
Seek the approval of others and you will be their prisoner.
Do your work and then step back.
This is the only path to serenity.