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POETRY

Saved up Sabbath

“Saved up Sabbath” read by Arianna Mayo.

Postponed rest —
the never quenched
need for quiet.

Isolation laps up
from the cistern of joy.
I was meant for hiding
in You,
not from You,
or from yours.

Saved up crumbs —
a frail stomach
could not ingest
such a frantic meal.

Saved up coins —
a neutral metal
given nerve,
rusted in fear.
Moths make melody
in the dark.

Saved up years —
economized like
paralysis pennies;
I waited for
not waited in

Saved up speeches,
waiting for divine signals.
Much I have been given,
much I have laid on idle altars,
but nothing is wasted with You.

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Arianna Mayo is a beholder of God’s beauty, currently residing in France but originally from California. She has a background in Theology and Biblical Counseling. She is often found and frolicking through flower gardens.

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Image: Rest (1905) by Vilhelm Hammershøi, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.