This Poem Just came to me

Bah Shabbat, Bah Menuchah

G-d created nothing

G-d created rest

They contradict

yet are each true

We copy G-d and

we sanctify stillness

on our holy rest day

And my stretched body

and my been around soul

long for the incoming day

the holiness and the rest

and this rest is a big to do

deserves mention by name

were it not, like G-d, ineffable