Michael Tomkins has been a commercial videographer, a counselor, a garbage man and worked with troubled adolescents. He's lived in an alternative living ranch in southern Missouri, hitch-hiked around the western and southwestern states and has lived a year out of mainstream society (something he thinks everyone should do). Currently he drives a truck, but he'd like to quit and travel in India.
"Someday I will Rest"
Someday I am going to rest.
Not like I’ve done before
I mean Rest.
I’ve not figured out how to do this though,
Nor do I claim to know what it truly is.
Or really ……
What I mean to say, I can only dream.
Words give it no brilliance.
Sentences demean it.
It is kinda like a sunrise on a cold frigid winter,
Glistening snow crystals in an open field.
As a fox in fluffed red coat sits hunched and stares patiently.
Or a crescent moon, a smile, laying low
Above a gulf stream
Sending warmth and calm in all direction.
A lone dove silently swimming a blue clouded sky?
What of hammocks gently swinging in warm summer eve?
A large Bur Oak spread in all its might,
A weed with beautiful bloom dandelioned in sidewalk crack.
Rest, a take away from worldly hassle, a moment.
No ill feeling…no fear…no frustration or anger.
Nothing to worry over, a floating moment in constricted time.
Would I even exist if I dared to?
What would become if me if I truly Rested
Let all go, give up my control!
Now, I don’t know about that!!
This Rest I talk about is more than sleep.
It is more than relaxation.
It is everything or maybe nothing.
No-thing to be
No-thing to want
No-thing to fear
No-thing to………., know what I mean?
What the hell would that be like?
Would it be heaven or what I’ve already said?
What would I think of! Oh my
What would I become!?
If I ever truly Rested would society embrace me?
I imagine I would be hard managed.
I imagine I would not care much in its dear way.
Well, it don’t matter.
I do not know what Rest truly is.
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