Travails
I saw a need
For a time of repose
Where I'd gather my
Chicks in a crate
Fretting for anything out of
My power
Has made me feel less
Not so great
So I rest and I pray
Call it a day
Leave the whole mess in God's care
To do what is best,with all that entails
Giving my friend's ears a rest
Where did you go?,they will query ?
We thought you had dropped from the earth
And were sailing the skies
In your latest disguise
Well,we missed you ,
For what it is worth
Are you back now for good?
Or is this a stop
On the journey that sent you away
And when will you see
All that's deemed needed seen
And come back fully present to stay
It was never as grand
As imagined
Nor frighteningly ever as dire
As what's cooked in the mind
Which is often unkind
My travels have proved this for sure
Each day with it's mortifications
Of body,and spirit,and will
Are reflections of fears ,yours
Masquerading as drills ,yours
Of these I have taken my fill
Yes I'm home in myself
Chickens in tow
Now if I can just get
These ducks in a row
I'm out of here!
Copyright © Vickey Rhymer | Year Posted 2022
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