Rest

when the eyes fall apart
i seek the strength to stand
when i reach up there and i see no hand

those fears that roll
the faith has bewildered
in the hunt for light the burdened shoulder

i wish to be up through the dark
in the valley of moist oil
i seek the kindness of the moist soil

alas came a meadow to rest
a while i did and the river rose in tears
taking me in its lap where i loose my fears