In the darkness of the early morning 
 when the whole world is still asleep, 
 I sit and pray 
 and read and write 
 and meditate.  
 This is the time I crave all the rest of the day, 
 for this is where Your presence is most known. 
 But today, 
 I cannot feel You in my prayers 
 or see You in the words I’m reading. 
 This horrid emptiness persists…
 …until the coo of a dove 
 from beyond my window 
 breaks through 
 the deafening silence 
 and You remind me 
 I 
 AM 
 HERE.