"Stop." (a poem)

Stop.

Why once each week

Stop.

                                and rest?

After all,

Letters yet to be answered

Litter the desk in layers;

Last week’s to-dos swelling,

Burst the banks of yesterday;

Recent meetings’ action items,

Chomping at the bit;

And you would rest?

There’s work to be done!

You would cease?

Idle hands…!

Why once each week

                                Stop.

                                and rest?

Remember the Sabbath:

                Lest you think that you’re their only answer,

                Lest you live forgetting what’s been Done,

                Lest you do, and doing, neglect to be,

                Lest you, always shaping, scorn the Potter,

                Lest you thieve the throne of God.

So much left unfinished

And yet:

“It is finished.”

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