so shall thy seed be

i got the habit of waking up in the middle of the night to sit
in my pajamas in front of my bedroom window
i love to sit in my pajamas and I would probably wear them
all day if not people would laugh at me while i wear them
and because i don't really like being laughed at i just adapt myself
i sit in front of my bedroom window looking up at the heavens and
counting the stars if, indeed, i can count them
so shall thy seed be
the stars are omnipresent signs of hope and
i lay my worrisome head on this unending truth
and just sing songs of faith in silent