Island of Rest

Take me to serene, island shores where zephyr breezes whisper sacred songs a hidden place where the remnant dwells apart from the tyranny of rushing streams. There is a tangled turbulence in the waters undercurrents of urgency that lead to nowhere where many a soul are set asunder setting their worth on fleeting success. Serenity permeates the island sanctuary Can you hear the church bells beckoning? People are on their knees, asking for forgiveness Come, let us find rest for our weary souls. 10/15/2021