happiness # 52

a deep sleep. woke up. opened my window. opened my curtain.

lay down again, in order to absorb the first airs of day. but so much light?

in my entire room, a single small square of sunlight, exactly on my pillow. nowhere else.

a reserved spot.

oh, to feel this. as if warmth alone. as if face nothing more. to be highlighted, to lay in that tiny field of soft.

defined by sunlight.