Another Challenging Morning

The light between branches at evenings’ dusk,

With eyes raised towards a sinking sunset;

I found myself in prayer and in trust,

To hear a voice without malice or threat.

 

Only one thought could escape my loose mind,

Scrambling in a futile sentence out loud;

Denying You and all that is Divine,

Deafened in doubt with branches hidden shroud.

 

Yet, light continues to shine throughout night,

Quarter moon, half moon waxing or waning;

Follows me in silent Lover’s flight,

Forgiving, of course, my sins in morning.

 

Awaking in a new life of terror;

Asking me, to be life without error.