Morning prayer… 5am.

 The anticipation has robbed me of sleep OR given me a new perspective waiting for the sunrise. Morning prayer drifts through slowly and I realize how much the world needs this. What a gift this call to God. 

 None of the faith and all of the benefit. I feel the energy those strangers put out in the world. I am thankful for the exotic song outside my window. 

Exotic morning

Prayers to a foreign God.

You haunted my dreams.

I cannot sleep now.

Say a prayer for me please.

I am a stranger.

Will you walk with me?

Who do I answer to now?

Godless wanderer.

Transformation comes

Pole Pole while I dream.

The pace is just right.