Aubade (edit)

I made a couple of edits to this.

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Aubade

You must wake up. You must.
Unless you open
your eyes at once you will miss it —
today you are swathed
in a rapture of agreement.
Yes from the blue
basket of perfumes in your
bathroom, yes from the ivory
of your face after a night
without sleep. Yes, yes from
all of the browning grass,
the bittersweet orange
in your neighbor’s hedge — yes!
Stereo in the car blaring salsa,
yes! Fat cat shredding her rival,
yes! A city’s breathing beginning
to quicken, a truck engine praising power,
a bulldozer down the hill moving
the earth below heaven, yes! Yes!
School’s almost open, banks not far
behind, the cruiser ignores
the dope being smoked on the corner,
your hair is natural for the moment,
your skin warm from the comforter,
there’s coffee if you want it —
yes! Yes: the morning note,
the paper in the box, your jaws
stretched in a yawn
and no one here to disapprove
your scent. Yes!
This is a day like all others
and today you can see it
for what it truly is:
Yes! This is the holy yes!
Awake and see it:
approval everywhere,
and not
a preacher in sight!