Invitatory

The birds sing of hunger
through the pillars of lights  
that render the sky into being

the great crease of  You stumbling
through onto my bedclothes
kindling the room once more

with the face of peace found-out
satiating my starvation with 
the lamb’s diminutive thorn

a whole world 
waiting for Your
            Yes

Author’s note:

I usually start my mornings in prayer, asking God to help me put away my negative thoughts.  This prayer of mine is my favorite since it combines  both an  invitatory (a call to worship in the Catholic Church) and an aubade (a poem about sunrise).  It’s also easy for me to memorize.