Early, I Rise

Early, I rise ...
Like 3:30 or 4 ...
Thinking: Maybe I should try to
Go back
To sleep.

But the mind whirls.
No sleep until tonight.
Or,
Maybe.
An afternoon nap.

I like the early morning.
Quiet.
Dark.
Coffee.
And then the light begins to seep through the cracks of the night.

Reading.
Coffee.
Prayers.
Coffee.
The day begins.

Early, I rise.