To The Soul Every Day Is The Sabbath Poem by Mike Finley
To The Soul Every Day Is The Sabbath
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No toil shall undo it
neither on Monday nor on Tuesday.
No task can distract it from its purposes
of a Wednesday or a Thursday.
It keeps Friday holy
and takes Saturday off
and on the seventh day it rests
just like all the other ones.
The loss for the workworld
is a gain for the sofa,
just gentle praying
that sounds like snoring.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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