Today is a day

Like any other

Unlike any other

Where some of the blinds are closed

And some are open

Where some voices are drifting in through my door

And others are floating

Countless where I cannot hear.

 

Today is a day

Like any other

With the rattle and clatter

Of countless lives combining

Some are blinded

Some are open

Some lift voices that drift through cathedral doors

Countless where I cannot hear.

 

Today is a day

Unlike any other

Where souls are open

Stricken with light

And life is seeping from every

nuance

Pouring

From every suit and rag

From the scuffed toes of our shoes

From bitten fingernails

And the stain on the carpet

Beneath the coffee machine.