Rest Your Weary Bones

It’s a long day 
         In a short life. 
Time to rest these weary bones.
Stop this raucous, ranting, running 
Gerbil ride I’m on. 

Let the wheel turn by itself 
Or slow to its cessation. 
Even God took Sunday off, so
Who am I to question?

To rest is not to quit, and 
A pause is not the end, but 
A moment of reflection 
Just before we start again is
A necessary interlude, 
A quiet, soothing friend 
Who will walk with me and 
Talk with me and 
Lead me round the bend.

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