Corner of My Time
I have no wish to partner with armor making my defenses sharper –
it is spiritual truth I seek to garner.
I choose to never deliberately hush any moments passing brush –
but try absorbing its full blush.
I strive to never miss night’s surrender as her curtain unfolds tender –
flaring my sense of splendor.
I retain my dreams with no border or restrictive list for order –
to nurture even as I grow older.
I will not abandon laughter as one sure inner joy crafter –
well worth sharing and looking after.
I shall never avoid emotional pain or swallow their teary refrain –
though I refuse to tote their stain.
I decline to record my mistakes on any lined journal page -
errors serve my life's as my sage.
walk slow and light my feet
to the corner of my time
where my best self is dwelling,
waiting to be claimed as mine.
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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