At Peace

Rest peacefully in that other place,
Shadowed by the creator;
A place made, but shrouded
In the mystery of the unknown,
Where love is pure
And welcome is without condition,
Where the unknown becomes known
And the forever becomes now.

Take me there,
Where the incomplete becomes whole
In the knowledge that faith brings;
Where hopes are translated
From the uncertainty of doubt
Into the substance of what's real.

May 2017

Psalm 91:1