Rest I need rest… in the placeless place, prior, where this splendid, messy chaos called life erupts To let the background— that big field of knowing behind all manifest things— slip into my mind’s foreground filling it to spillover May I rest in its caress, a hammock, a porch swing, a safety net I surrender to the sway that smooths and soothes my disquiet and concern
rest well, dear amrita. give your entire self the healing that only rest can provide. set aside, for those restful moments, the "disquiet and concern". they will be waiting for you, should you choose to engage again, when you are well rested.
And, dear Felice, this poem was written four years ago. I am resting, but also excited about life--and trying on my denim overalls that arrived yesterday. Today will be too warm to wear them. It's going to cool down into the seventies in the next few days, and then I'll wear them with delight! I think I wore denim overalls as a seven-year-old. The style is traditional, and it seems so familiar to me!
rest well, dear amrita. give your entire self the healing that only rest can provide. set aside, for those restful moments, the "disquiet and concern". they will be waiting for you, should you choose to engage again, when you are well rested.
And, dear Felice, this poem was written four years ago. I am resting, but also excited about life--and trying on my denim overalls that arrived yesterday. Today will be too warm to wear them. It's going to cool down into the seventies in the next few days, and then I'll wear them with delight! I think I wore denim overalls as a seven-year-old. The style is traditional, and it seems so familiar to me!