Sleep is a sandwich,
coming after a nightly inventory,
after amends have been made,
and recitation of gratitudes.
On awakening we think about
the twenty-four hours ahead.
We consider our plans for the day.
We ask God to direct our thinking,
especially asking that it be divorced
from self-pity, dishonest or self-seeking motives.
Sleep is a sandwich, wrapped between
such goodness, we sleep well
recovery percolating into joy.