Night Sky

Sky so dark; full of star light.

If I pour out my heart, will you hear me tonight?

Should I whisper? Should I scream?

Will your answer come in a dream?

I’ve been praying in ernest. God hears my call.

Do I need a new court? Try a different ball?

I shall keep praying.

To the moon and stars, I will keep braying.

Screaming into the night; should the moon loose it’s light?

I always wanted – thought I always needed.

Almost to a point- pleaded.

Maybe that is the wrong band?

Maybe God has another plan?