Rest
Rest a poem
by Joel Howard
Hear the breeze
Quiet
Still
Feel God's space
Sense His will
Enough is enough
Found is a sense
Of stillness
And of rest
Ground
Soil
Resting, resting
Hands
Tired
Resting too
The world can move on
without me
without me
In solitude
I am finding
You
in rest
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