At Rest: A Poem (Inspired by Jan Miel’s “Hunters at Rest”)

Like an army waiting for war

We are at rest

Ready if called

But at rest

And if tomorrow comes early

We will meet it at dusk

We will put it to rest

Like a bee before it stings

We are at rest

Angry at our inactivity

But at rest

Fractured by patience

Waiting by ourselves

To put it all to rest

Like an unconscious thought

We are at rest

Oiling our gears

But at rest

And when today is much too late

We will meet it by the moon

We will put it all to rest

Like a dream gone astray

We are at rest

Eyes wide open

But at rest

Angered by resistance

Yearning to be free

To forget all the rest

Like an army waiting for peace

We are at rest

Ready to stand down

We are at rest

And if yesterday never comes

We will take it on the chin

For today will be our rest

And then we rest no more.

Sam