rest

And so let me let you hold me
when I have come to the place
beyond the willingness to labor,
beyond anything but the longing
for rest.

Let my emptiness be emptiness
till it reveals to me your face,
and let my weariness be weariness
till it prompts me to your rest.
Then may I know the healing
of slumber
and the possibility of dreams;
Then may I greet the dawn and
take up my work again.

Jan Richardson

Grace and peace,
Deb