The changing state from day to day
Speaks not the truth of who you may…
Be, have been,
Or who you’ll be,
Whether completeness day is far or seen
Today you do, tomorrow not
Tonight may be a night of rot
But sleep or move,
Or rest or fret,
The Great Good Shepherd holds you yet
To seek a rest in arms not seen
Yet feel the warmth of where they’ve been
The striving, searching,
Me – adrift,
Awaits these arms in love to lift
Oh, grant the peace of where you are
To me, whose life still feels afar
Bring to me,
Then bring me to,
The Peace of home, which is with you
30/11/2018
