
Holy Creator of the Night,
You yearn for us to be awake, to be alert to the workings of the world around us.
You desire for our attentiveness in a world drowsy to injustices
And to be attentive to the needs of our neighbors…
Yet being awake at 4am isn’t your dream for my night.
My snores were stolen by the latte I drank at 4pm.
This wicked wired state is simply impossible to ease.
I imagine the birds will begin to chirp soon-
That’s when the night begins to transform to day
And my hopes for a beautiful night of sweet dreams are tossed into the abyss of sleeplessness.
Whatever fairy dust or calming angels you can send to surround me,
To bring me sleep in my sad stirring night,
Will bring me joy in the daytime tomorrow-
Or at least the hope that I won’t need another latte at 4pm.
Amen.
(c) 2023 by Rev. Michelle L. Torigian. Free to use with attribution.


