In between
hopelessness
and
euphoria
lies a space
leveled by grace
steeped in nothing
but quiet
peace –
it is where
rest comes
and
stays for awhile
soothing tired bones
healing open wounds
enveloping the soul
with love –
let us sit for a spell
better yet,
lie flat out
in the soft green grasses
of
in between,
let us close our eyes now
and allow rest
to do its thing