waking up: when we hear the inner witness in our spirits

“It comes the very moment you wake up each morning. All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in. And so on, all day. Standing back from all your natural fussings and frettings; coming in out of the wind.” ― C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

Waking up

Is it the moment 
when eyelids spring
open or feet hit the floor 
in a slow or swift movement?

Or does the pure act 
of waking up
stem from a signal 
within our hearts?

It is both act and art
to comprehend 
just when 
we fully awaken. 

Our souls might ignite 
with a lucid
holy light, illuminating 
more than our human sight.

Truth speaks soft to us,
a gentle whisper
we can barely hear within,
yet it calls out everything.

All our sadness, all our
joy, our hopes, 
our guilt and our pain are bathed
in a restful wave.

This awakening 
act is heard
inwardly as it speaks to 
the core of who we are.

Not the masks we wear.
Not the ugly
fears. Not the shining image 
we try to present to others.

Instead it echoes 
within our hearts and souls,
right to the very depths 
as it calls us loved and whole.

Yes, it sees it all,
with every wrinkle and stain,
each pain-filled place
wakening now to grace.
© joylenton 

“Another reason for right living is this: you know how late it is; time is running out. Wake up, for the coming of the Lord is nearer now than when we first believed.” — Romans 13:11 TLB