Busyness

So many people all rushing everywhere
So many people wanting to be seen,
but for what do they care
How do we show them 'You are seen?'
Distractions cloud the visual sphere

Thoughts are every food thing
thirsty Work resounds in the heads of those here
to love family to cherish, to finish to bring,
a list of to dos to the table when what we need
is SPACE
TIME
QUIET
a time to be
a space to think
the quiet of myself

But maybe just maybe this fear is what drives
is holds us captive, it makes us arrive
at a time when we need to confess
but instead immerse ourselves in distraction
and in this we have the one who has compassion.

'Do not let your hearts be troubled'