When I’m lazy, as some days are, I stay at home or don’t go far.
My mind can’t stop and my body won’t go, so onto social media I flow.
Sometimes I rhyme and then I might stop.
I let the words fill up the white space on the page, and as I do so, my breathing slows. It’s like a tap, dripping my thoughts.
Drip – why am I so lazy?
Whisper – Sometimes your brain can’t choose what to do so it chooses to do nothing.
Drip – How can I do things I’m not capable of doing?
Whisper – Depend on My power.
Drip – what if I am not doing enough?
A whisper – even non doing is doing with the right mindset. Simply be.
Drip – I’m afraid I might let you down.
Whisper – I have not given you the spirit of fear.
Drip- what if I can’t do it all or do it well?
The quiet whisper from the land without time, you already did.
Drip – I love you Lord.
Whisper – I loved you first.