LYRICS- Not quite fully awake, the silly strangeness of last night's dreams still lingers somewhere between my eyelashes. Lemons, yellow bright hinting at whats to come in a few minutes - the first warm golden rays peeking out from behind Black Mountain. That mountain, over there. The metal kettle is in use, once again in the same way as before, taking out the cold from the water and leaving only warmth and comfort It goes on, and then goes off Thats it. Just some warm, clear, pure water and squirt, or two or three or four or five of the juice of one lemon. Squirting, releasing its healing, encouraging, nurturing essences into the air mostly, but a few squirts do manage to make it into the hot water. This is me, here, now, gently nudging this body of mine to begin to receive the day. Brazilian acupuncturists, Indian yogis, and Chinese herbalists aren't the only ones who know the benefits of this morning elixir. A Greek god (or a beautiful man I met in Mexico one day) introduced the magic of this elixir to me. Lemon, not oranges he says, wakes up the enzymes in your stomach The yang energy of mornings and of waking ups needs and appreciates the warm encouragement of this warm water elixir, she says. I say that before the rest of the rats have arisen frantically, I have the gentlest, most cajoling little number to wake my body up, cleanse it, prepare it for each next moment that may or may not arrive as expected. Completing the digestive processing work that carried on through the night, like those ever so diligent mid-night construction men on the highways. Sure, some may choose to work this elixir hard, requiring it to take on the role of a weight-loss aid, a relief for constipation, alkalining and detoxification - the internal food processing units - washing the GI tract and flushinf the kidneys, left and right Others just value the simplicity in the refreshing and cleaning warm drink that lends an expansive quality to the morning routine. And then its over, the lemons have been discarded, the kettle back ...
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