Sometimes it's time to look beyond
the suffering of the past
To lay aside, for just awhile,
the questions and the tasks
of processing the pain, the loss
the strugle to believe
that there is purpose in the pain
and joy in sorrow's sleave.

It's time to sense the wonder
in a rain-washed Universe
to spread our wings and soar above
the tarnish of the curse.

Sometimes it's time for those who sweep
their dusty house of shame
to take a rest, for just awhile
and put the broom away.
To leave the cobwebs in the corners
for another day
to take a break from all our toil
and bid our worries -- Stay!

Sometimes it's time to rest beside
Recovery's welcome fire
to curl up on a pillow
and while away the hours.

Sometimes it's time to revel in
a moment freed from doubt
And rest, and know that all is good
for God will work it out.