A Weary Plea

Pensive
I wander through my mind
Days have passed wihout time for this repast.

Weary of effort.
Rest seems so far off and distant.
Stop this endless cavalcade of doing.

Draw me into Your arms.
Write rest on my drooping eyelids
Tell me to take a break.

I know You want me to do Your will
Yet You're not trying to kill me
Everything is draining me.

Eagles' wings
Grant me rest and eagles' wings
And that shall be enough.

Pensive
Sing over my heart, Father God,
Grant me rest and eagles' wings.