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!