My Time is to be Honored and Respected

2.3.22

Humans who tether to my time

Isolated and locked up in this room of mine

Fear shackles my escape

The imprisoning guilt lies deep

Thoughts that keep from a restful sleep

Alone is where I will return

The fizzling out

Of my lifetime burn

The phasing out

Of the plan I had

Onto anew

Stewardship of my time

How much do I spend it with the Divine