Sweet Reprieve


© 2014 Jeanne E Webster. All rights reserved and observed

Lying awake, wrapped in the darkness
Thoughts are the only sure reality
Pulsating outward amidst the silence

Let rest come
A sojourn from the pain
Banish the chords of dismay

A sip of cool water
A chip of melted ice
Swallow softly and ease the strife of the night

The sun shall rise in the new day at dawn
Comfort oneself and snuggle up tight
Praise the Lord the bearer of Light.

Sweet reprieve!