Morning.

This morning is fragile and still

and my heart is fit to match.

I dare not speak into the silence

but I welcome You come.

Come and sit with me and tell me of Your dreams -

of how You cared for me while I slept

and how You woke me up;

of how You watch the one ones I love

and how You look at me with divine imagination.

Come and be still with me.

I may doze off once or twice…