paranormal

'paranormal' was the prompt for the poem-a-day challenge today.  i'll use that for the title of this poem.

I know it doesn't make sense
to be able to sleep well
when there's little money in the bank;
to enjoy a meal with friends
when a family member is dying;
to hum while working
at a dead-end job.
But there is a peace
past understanding.

"You will keep him perfect peace
whose mind is stayed on You,
because he trusts in You."
Isaiah 26:3  ESV