Tuesday, August 30, 2011

The Witching Hour Haiku

an hour past midnight
but not yet struck three o'clock
dark angst and fear grow

sleep on the wind blows
thoughts swirling like autumn leaves 
tick tock time flies by

sleepless I'm alone
hosting my loud inner voice
not time to call out

silent screaming thoughts
oh to rest for dreamless sleep
escape eludes me

husband and daughters
changes must be made for them
love is not enough

plead to the Father
release me from this unease
take on this burden

You Father are strong
i give this to you in faith
my Holy Father

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