Efforts echo yesterday’s purpose
Five am has found me wandering yet again
Midnight’s thoughts still seeking slumber
Nestling among the ramblings of yesterday
The room is growing sparse
Thoughts of call and questions of place
What is it that beckons me to rise in tired prose
Efforts echo layered in foggy grace
Seen in glimpses shrouded and fleeting
Driven to clear a path long ago trodden deep
Built by words trampled beneath one another
Smoothed only by the pacing of my mind
My road to peace is paved by trust, hard-fought
Stumbles come when focus shifts to worry
Stepping slowly, the promise is my guide
Rendering surrender as my dearest companion
My way cleared by the audacity of grace
Efforts echo gifts entrusted to my care
Formed with intentions not always understood
Pulled from slumber into seeking
Awakening hope as dawn appears
