“Come apart and rest a while;”
Insistent on a low profile.
Time to let the mind unwind;
Hope pursued, and peace defined.
The hammock swings in gentle breeze;
The heart is finally at ease.
Strangers play in blue lagoon;
Lovers ‘neath the stars and moon.
Books are read; games are played;
Songs are sung; prayers are prayed.
Adventures sought, and memories formed;
In quietness, the soul is warmed.
Coastal flora beautifully arrayed;
A colony of seagulls, unafraid.
Anchored boats line the cove;
Sunset’s crimson red and mauve.
The pressure starts to dissipate;
Soul’s compass can recalibrate.
Words and thoughts begin to rise;
The world is seen through purer eyes.
Man was made with rest in mind;
A Sabbath day- God designed.
Time away beside the sea
Is like a mini-Jubilee!
~ By Daniel Kriss,
September 14th 2019
(On the advent of a long-awaited holiday)