Digging Out

A cacophony of crows….

From outside my window

Calling me awake

The harshness harkening me from a place of restless slumber

That’s how it’s been lately

Broken sleep…burdens buried deep

A rehearsing of what has happened

And the reality of today

As hard as I try…I can’t seem to pull out of the pit

The days and nights are rote

No longer full of eager anticipation

But of resolve

In the way that it is

I cry out to God

But I hear little

What once was an anticipated exchange

Is now met with a nothingness…a void

I listen

But I do not hear

A dark night of my soul

I cling to promises

I know to be true

And I hope toward tomorrow

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”  Matthew 11:2-30