God Thoughts

When I wake up at night and all is dark,
groggy at first, still wondering at a dream,
a God thought seeps in like some distant spark
that slowly struggles to become a beam.

Just as we do not plunge into the day,
but watch dawn's dim blush tint the shaded sky,
so God thoughts don't create some great display,
but sneak up with celestial alibi.

A thought forms into words and then a line,
lines and ideas join to match a beat,
the ends of lines create some awkward rhyme,
and finally--thought and poem and sleep must meet.

Strange how a whispered thought with blessings on it
ends up to sing in some abiding sonnet.

                                   -- by Pete Voelz      3/05