IN THE MORNING
Unlike my peers
Like my peers
I do not sleep
I do not stay in bed either
I sit awake
Searching for god in manuscripts
On paperbacks
Through journal pages
Hitting walls until i remind myself each time
With a still small voice
To rise and praise my god.
Then early in the morning
All those empty pages before me
Turn to water
And as its child i flow
In all of it with ease.