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The Habit of Opening the Window - BeeWaee
The habit of opening the window
before the morning fully arrives
I open the window first
just enough for air to enter
just enough for the world
to touch my home quietly
I used to find even that annoy
a busy day makes everything hurried
in the air
But now I know
when the air changes
the mind follows
Cool air brushes my cheek and something clears
before coffee, before words
my breath wakes up first
The outside sounds are loud
and the noise inside me softens
What I needed was a new information
It was new air
The habit of opening the window
doesn't change my mood by force
it changes my rhythm
it turns the day's direction
without making a scene
Sometimes I think
the world was always there
but maybe what I kept closed
wasn't the window
it was me
So today
I open it again
no big hope, no big decision
just naturally
like remembering
when the air comes in
my hands are quietly
all right
Let's begin
the shortest promise
I made to myself
the habit of opening the window
the same motion
every day
and somehow always new
because the air is never identical
because
I'm never identical
Today
I open the window
and widen my night
just a little
