sabbath comes over me – April 8

4.8.2017

sabbath comes over

me like a dream state

sitting in the service

eyes closed, soul

at ease

 

like a soldier at ease

resting but alert

open to what

might come.

 

my breathing

softens.

why this

dream state.

 

it’s a gift, the

word comes.

what I intended

for you.

 

to be. and to be.

and to savor.

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