God, Grant Me Rest

God please grant me rest,
And slow blurry softness,
That soothes and leans into the night’s pillowy wind,
Where two love-sick irises dance beneath eye-lid bed-sheets,
Where dream-swelled gaze beholds bows of rain be-speckled with colors that blend,
And sway, sway!
Oh sway dear sweet rainbow, sweet tilted morning's love-shower, God’s promised peace,
Sway into my arms again.

-Kevin Ott

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