The Resting Place

                                                                                                                          
silence boasts dawn’s darkness

winter winds

searching for a direction

empty hearts 

longing to be filled

infinite desires

needing more than limitations

illusions of meaning 

fighting for survival

restlessness 

crying for cessation

Love 

knocking on lonely doors

breaking bread 

on heaven’s table 

turning wheat 

into earth's salvation

seeing with closed eyes 

the One unseen

life receiving the Gift 

of a Death freely given as

night blossoms 

into Light while tears fall 

in sorrow and joy when 

I encounters Thou and

my journey turns from
seeking to finding in
my Treasure's

Resting Place

Reflection/Discussion:
-How do our many desires speak of the eternal?
-What is the Resting Place sought?
-With what do you identify in this poem?
-How do we deal with our earthly desires after finding The Resting Place?
-How do we bring order into disordered desires?

-How do you go from seeking to finding?