A Quiet Resting Place
Dreams painted
Your picture with
Tender strokes,
Restful skies,
And flowers
Dancing nimbly
On the breeze.
But while you played
On the shore,
And waltzed
To the sound of
A bubbling brook,
Life changed your picture
Forever.
Dreary skies,
Wilted petals,
Brutal wind,
Relentless rain.
Nothing,
Absolutely nothing
Is the same.
Endless days,
Sleepless nights,
Dark despair,
Muffled cries.
You're not alone,
My Friend.
Come,
Take my hand,
Let's slip away for a moment
To a Quiet Resting Place . . .
Ronda Knuth
~~~
My people will dwell . . . in quiet Resting Places"
Isaiah 32:18
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