To the wakeful one

If in the past-midnight darkness nagging unhealedworries angers fearssorrows pains doubtsfrom which your up-and-at-'em/off-and-runningdaytime busying successfully (you thought)cloaked and shielded younow—unbidden—prick you to uneasyall-unwilling half-awakeness,why lingerwallowing, drifting, resisting, postponinginevitable confrontationthe active Christ in you demands?

Dawning truth within is prodding you to grow!So up you goto study, listen, pray, unmindful moreof sleep's comfortable allure.

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