~ Renew My Soul ~

My body aches,
my spirit’s worn.
I long for home,
my mind is torn.

I have so much
still left to do.
Just let me rest,
then start anew.

Tomorrow’s sun
will find me then,
fresh for the task;
I’ll start again.

I’ll say a prayer,
that I might find
a helping hand,
a soul refined.

I'll see the earth
with different eyes;
see now above,
the clearing skies.

Hear songs of birds
and humming bees,
enjoy the gifts
You’ve given me.

Forrest Phelps-Cook © 2005
Reflections From The Heart