May 11th

Go to bed
the night before
wondering how
I’ll meet
deadlines for tomorrow.

At the midnight hour
whispers come through:
It is time.

not tired,
down to the table
to write my schedule
for the day.

Yet God said,
I have a better one in mind.

We move
in the middle of the night
and now a large chunk of my schedule
is clear.

As I learn to trust in Spirit,
I also learn to move
at the times
and in the ways
it does.

Watch the Facebook live video I did at two this morning just before I wrote this poem. 🙂