Who is being summoned in this Robert Francis poem?
Keep me going to sleep too soon
Or if I go to sleep too soon
Come wake me up. Come any hour
Of night. Come whistling up the road.
Stomp on the porch. Pound on the door.
Make me get out of bed and come
And let you in and light a light.
Tell me the northern lights are on
And make me look. Or tell me clouds
Are doing something to the moon
They never did before, and show me.
See that I see. Talk to me till
I’m half as wide awake as you
And start to dress wondering why
I ever went to bed at all.
Tell me the walking is superb.
Not only tell me but persuade me.
You know I’m not too hard persuaded.
Let us persuade you to take some time for your spirit as we begin autumn. Go to goodgroundpress.com and look at our online retreats. Scroll through the Quick Links at the right of the home page until you find them. Or let Holy Women, Full of Grace guide your prayer, or Living Like Francis Today grace your days. Perhaps our prayer for the day can be your daily bread. Let us keep one another in our hearts these days.