By Claire Brown Bower
Date: 13 July 2000

Time to Rest

Now leave alone your pained and wearied days.
Close your eyes and rest, sweet one of mine.
Our loving touch will reach through endless ages.
Our laughter will reflect life's cherished chime.

The time for letting go, for now, is here.
Let gripping fingers slip from loving hands.
And for this moment know that I am near,
as awake and new, with God, your soul expands.

So silence now aligns with singing sounds
and helpless hours, replaced with ones so blessed,
as peaceful songs of promise will ever abound...
My sister, gentle one, 'tis time to rest.
                                     
                              ~ Claire Brown Bower