Today I didn’t open myself
the way I do: heart and mind.
It feels like the day
has yet to begin.
But this is the life:
the way of duty.
The way of rules,
and things carried.
Prayers of wellness spill out.
Concern and worry for the soul,
Uncertainty about the abstract.
Worry comes.
You are enough.
Don’t forget it.
Ever.
A shepherding heart
Never forgets the protected.
In quiet spaces between.
One more day and
the sky has not yet fallen.
Because someone has propped
It for the benefit of us all.