Pray for Dawn

I stood before dawn this morning. Waiting for the Light. Without patience in my plight. I retreated instead to prayerful womb. There I swept and praised the temple moon, oh Goddess gaze upon my loved ones in masked delight. For only you can guide them right. I did the best I could what else must I do but to live humbley in these volumes of past contrite. The Dawn has come and found me and it has eased the darkest night.