I can’t sleep, I can’t relax.
I have no pain, I have no discomfort.
Yet I still can’t sleep.
Nothing sounds right this night.
Because I can’t sleep,
I think, I wonder, and I pray.
Time slowly crawls forward, very slowly.
I still can’t relax, I still can’t sleep.
All is not right in this world.
Nothing feels right around me,
or sounds right to my ears.
A name repeatedly rises
to the surface of my thoughts.
A name outside of my family
A woman that I have never met,
but I have talked to her,
many times.
My spirit then speaks quietly.
Pray for her, think on her and pray.
The world is not right at this moment.
So I pray, and I think.
And I pray again.
Then as suddenly as it began, it ends.
It is 3am and my spirit speaks quietly
And now the world seems right again.
The sounds are right.
What I feel around me is right again.
I can relax again, I am ready to rest.
Finally.
My world still may not be completely right
But it is better than it was.
Her world still may not be completely right
But it is better than it was.