Submit your eyes to the unfolding textures of pre-dawn light.
Utter the riotous syllables of leaves.
Relinquish regret; scatter ashes to wind.
Run in green spaces; fall in green grass. Rise up. Run farther.
Enter a continuum of sheer belief. Do not stray from this spot.
Narrow the aperture through which fear can enter.
Deepen the hunger for late afternoon rain.
Eavesdrop on the stories stones tell.
Raze the edifice of exceptionalism.
Sanctify each epiphany your fingertips graze.
Embolden the weather of amber and indigo.
Prepare to remain grateful when complaint is the collective mantra.
Author the face that appears in the midnight mirror.
Receive the stranger who arrives for tea.
Attune yourself to the message of lightning strikes.
Tithe a percentage of your dreams to the sleepless who burn on fevered sheets.
Expose your optimism.
Name your demons; claim these bastard children and croon them to sleep with songs of a shimmering world.
Escape the cocoon of your excuses.
Salve the bruises of the disillusioned.
Seed the trembling earth with your pearled eyeteeth.