I’d gone away mostly
unnoticed, unremitted
evaporating against
a massively, spirited-feeling
God is rest
God is rest
God is rest…
I’d find
myself resting in God
God resting in me,
unbraided, imperial feeling
unbending – the velvet sky
even she purses a silent howl
the cares of living and sorrow
weary, plundered in the morrow
butΒ God if rest has come
far be it the days of work and sun
kindness sis. krissy Mosley
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