So tired —and...
the body groans,
even as my spirit moans;
my brain aches, as frustration
overwhelms me without solution.

So tired — yet . . .
I find hope in my faith,
comfort in your embrace,
encouragement in your eyes,
and the future in our prayers.

So tired —so . . .
for now, in this one moment,
let’s set aside all the torment
drop the handles of our too-full carts,
and rest in the warm embrace of our hearts.

©2013 Michael S Davis