Rest in Me


“Rest in me,” he said after a night of seeking Him.

I had gone camping to find His counsel, to seek his face.

It was in the morning He spoke; At Bodega Head He lead me to

look into the churning seas, seeing them as the troubled waters

of my soul, He said…

“Rest is me, as the waves rest upon the rocks.

They become what they are by forces beyond themselves,

They are no less part of the sea;

It is enough that they do their part.”

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