A Poem For You

On waking to the simplicity of what's most important

What is ‘just enough’ for you? Photo taken at Upper Colo, NSW

Just This

early morning,
time being pulled over the heads
of trees, light dressing its children

bed’s end, 
the dog stretches stiff as salt, 
dissolving again into honeyed dream

duvet island,
an atoll of warmth, sheltered
from bitter air currents

babbling moka pot
filling into porcelain chamber,
a cautious sip before it’s offered

morning dreams coiling
around the small head who found
refuge in the cleft between two bodies

quietude,
unheckled

just this; rising light, fury body, 
comforting warmth, love in a cup, 
child's flailing hair, stillness

just this is enough.