The hardest thing to do,
To sit.
To permit the presence of stillness
To accept the task of simply
sitting.
To let go the urge to continue
down the path of neverending
tasks,
because your in-tray is always full.
To wrestle and bend
To coax and cajoul
To persuade and defend
All to get myself to sit
to step away from the next most important thing
the next most important excuse
not to sit
not to be here
with myself
still
where there is nothing
but all that I am.
Where there is nothing else
than the me that I see
when I sit…
