The part of me
That gets things done
Isn't speaking to the part
That gets next to nothing done
What one calls indolent and lazy
The other calls contemplative and hazy
One prattles on about the dishes and the meals
While the other wonders what God feels
They both think they're both lost
Which is when they need you most
You silent one exhausted smiling
From talking and playing with the children
Come rest with us in the stillness
And give us our forgiveness
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