burst of energy

early morning hours sometimes seem like first spring days
when it takes an incredible amount of energy to burst through
the doldrums, the repose of winter to muster the first burst of
spring – days like today, when the weight of work, the stress of
life and the apparent futility of so much urge me to stay at
rest, even when I know better. it is with the folly of hope that I
rise to face another day of potential hurt, disappointment and
fatigue, realizing the apparent insignificance of all my efforts. but without that
strength to try yet another day, the assurance of defeat and the
disappearance of any progress exalt.


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