A Day Without Expectation

Some mornings, even before
we launch out of bed,
we set expectations
about how
the world should be.

Some days,
we form ideas too quickly
about what we want
from the world, and
in so doing,
we preclude truth’s possibilities,
which can set us free
of the illusions
growing inside our dreams.

Just this morning,
as I shrugged off last signs of the night,
I set demands on this very Sunday,
which greeted me
with cheerful chirping birds
and a slight breeze,
rustling the young spring leaves
in the nearby forest.

Fortunately,
a tiny voice inside
nudged me back to reality:
let this day be what it is, and
may you befriend the surprises
that it brings.

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About Don Iannone

Don Iannone is a poet, writer, teacher and photographer who lives in the Greater Cleveland area. He has worked in the economic development field for over 35 years. Don is the author of three poetry books and five photography books. He is working on a short book of photographs and poems about human trafficking. This work was exhibited at six venues in Ohio. Don holds an M.A. degree in Art and Consciousness Studies from the University of Philosophical Research in Los Angeles, where he teaches writing. His educational background also includes studies in Anthropology, Photography, Organizational Behavior, and Economic Development. Don’s website: http://www.donaldiannone.com Wisdom Work Press: https://wisdomworkpress.wordpress.com

10 thoughts on “A Day Without Expectation

  1. I find I go to bed with all good intentions and expectations of how I shall fill the next day only to wake and change my mind…

    My mantra should be the words of Scarlett O’Hara, “Tomorrow is another day!”

  2. I was hoping this day would start off with a chocolate glazed doughnut. I’m still waiting…..:)

    This is a good thought poem for a lazy Sunday, Don.

  3. Thanks Aurora and Polona.

    Aurora, we were just talking about doughnuts today. Off limits to me though.

    Polona, thanks. I push too hard at times, and need to ease up.

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