orange

this morning
i woke up
after a patch of grey,
and the first thing i saw
was an orange wall
across from where I lay,

i rubbed my groggy eyes,
as i slid off the bed,
and as if led
by something unnameable,
like a sleepy child,
i turned my head,

my body moved
without a sound,
to the light streaming in,
and as I parted
the heavy curtains,
I was filled with orange,

yes, I was peeled
from the darkness
by that simple, steadfast
circle of warm orange -
always there.