As I lay me down to rest
What mystery shall my mind unfold,
Which cobwebs of my thoughts will lace
The dearest to my soul.

Will it be of family, are they the greatest worth
And is my heartbeat's lasting health,
A strand to inter-twine
And more of the treasured wealth.

Through each day what is the drive
To concoct such as we do,
What spurs us on and on to spin
To guarantee we make the pattern true.

What if our webs are battered sore
By invaders or strong winds oblique,
Will the symmetry be restored
As we re-construct each scattered piece.

Maybe the ends will draw together
Illusively like a mystery light,
But, much energy is required
To re-store it in the darkest night.

But, when the design is just too complex
It's composure out of our control,
How shall the web of life be formed again
As a comfort to the soul.

Oh, how is the power found
To weave it all so neat,
Oh dear Lord, let me find rest in You
And let You create the beauty while I sleep.

Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
2004 used with permission


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