Remember The Sabbath

I pray
To a God of rest
That reaps the harvest
Of seeds sown
We are fed by our deeds
But life resides in the rest

Because a meal
Prepared slow
Meets the flavor fully
Takes hold of tongue

Sleeping in
Is twice as holy
As Sunday Service
Nap — Bible study
Vacation — Revival

There is a spirit
That calls out for the body
A blanket that seeks my still
Holy be the highly relaxed
Peace be a God well served

Categories: PoetryTags: , , , ,

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: