In the night you hold me

I awoke from bizarre dream and found myself writing a sort of psalm. I have not written poetry in a long time and I’ve never written something like this before. It’s probably not its final form, but for something written at 3am in sleep stupor I think it’s not half bad.

“In the watches of the night you have come to give me rest

You have left your post and seen to me

In the watches of the night you abandoned the world to look over me

You have scurried away the rats

You have changed my diaper

All while I slept you watched over me

While c beams glittered over the shoulder of Orion you came to me instead

I knew you not, for I was a child and could not see

All the glories of the universe lay before you yet you gave them up for your son

You abandoned the watch for fear about me

You left it all behind simply to see my sleeping face

Your ways are too glorious for me

Your thoughts too vast

Your love would destroy me if I saw it as it is

Instead you come to me in the watches of the night to remind me I am your son

Though I know not when you are near for I am small and stupid

In the watches of the night you rock my cradle gently putting me back to sleep

In the midst of the battle you hold me that I might rest”