hermit fish

Prompting

I have begun to hear,
chair

or rather
 to listen to
(for it has always been there)
a gentle, quiet voice
no, a prompting,
 and to follow.
It spoke early this morning,
"you could get up now"
"look outside"
"take a little pre-dawn walk and mail that letter"
"what about a chair outside?"
"tea?"
 There before me,
perfect timing,
 a Cat Steven's
first morning breaking
misted vallies,
pinking clouds
rain drops on the wire
a sparkling score
tea steaming
Lauds

 a different plan
from mine
gentle,
quiet
still
this prompting
 simple
 like the  lilies 
of the field.