The commotion of the day

gently ebbs away

into the twilight eve and

descending darkness.

No more worries or

dilemmas to solve.

No more demands to meet

or deadlines to defeat.

No more explanations of why

or expectations you tried so

hard to satisfy.

Just a sweet time to

be with the Lord;

remembering his gentle word

to be still and quietly rest.

A time of thoughtful reflection

Of that day’s direction.

A time to overcome disappointment,

pain, and tears of sorrow

with renewed hope for tomorrow.

By sleeping beneath the Lord’s

silent yet comforting hand

until the sun rises again;

the gift of peace and quietness.