Poetry

rewriting insomnia – a poem

by Laurel Luehmann

what a privilege it is

to wrestle through the midnight watch

in sleeplessness and ink-stained prayers,

fearless, for the God who sees

has already sealed the answer…

yet still He waits – holds tenderly

the restless, inkstained hearts that skip

to the beat of holy longing.

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