Enough is enough

“How kind is weariness sometimes! It is like the Father's hand laid a little heavy on the heart to make it still.”

― George MacDonald

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Sometimes

In the midst of our great strivings

sometimes

as we labor

an

and on and on and one

a profound tiredness hits our soul

and we feel somehow separated from the world

a bit detached

as if a huge spiritual bandage

is wrapped around us like a cocoon

a thing lay of fatigue

and so head buzzing

we sit

implement in hand

be it computer or mower or shovel

and sit

and listen to the bird sing

and the bee buzz

and the wind rattle the aspens

held fast to inactivity

but the gentle hand of the sacred

which gently whispers

enough

enough