REST

Then

where has it gone

when

thrown over and under

the cares of tomorrow

creep in and scamper

to hide

In the unfilled recesses

of today’s hustling

and toil

Then

where has it gone

when

leaden and weighing

these burdens cast shadows

on the need to slow down

to breathe

in the beauty and grace

of thanksgiving amid

the turmoil

Now

I know it’s not gone

when

gentle and humble

He woos me to come

lay down and remember

to rest

in provision

of a Root growing deep into

Love’s soil