Prayer

The subterranean thoughts linger
in the back of my mind.
My flesh attempts to drown them out
but it is here in the quiet moments,
before I lay me down to sleep
that they are ushered forward.
Little prayers yearning to be spoken.
Yearning to be heard.
Do not silence them before the dark cover of sleep.
But wait and find out what your heart has to say to Him tonight.