ON THE CUSP BY JENNIFER GURNEY

I wake
on the cusp of newness

I can smell it
in the air

like the morning
after the first snowfall

you sense a shift in the atmosphere
before you lay eyes on it

I wake
on the cusp of newness

knowing a change is impending
before realizing what it might be

the atoms of my heart
rearranging themselves

getting ready
for what lies ahead

the neurons of my brain
creating new pathways

preparing
for novelty and rigor

the cells in my body
realigning

anticipating
something new

I wake
on the cusp of newness

a spring in my step
ready to step onto a new path

I open the curtains
and the new dawn breaks

my soul wakes
on the cusp of newness