#eveningrest

Rest

Like an old tree, standing guard in the woods, I lift my arms in salute to the moon, and I surrender myself to the night. My sleep is upon me And now I must Rest. Adieu. “Surrender to the Night” by Jerry

As the raindrops fall off the leaf at night, I will now “knock the Dust off the sandals of this day”. I will take no frustration, No resentments, nor anger with me as I retire for the Night. I suggest