Still your body
Settle your thoughts
Focus your attention on the clean, white page before you that will soon hold all of your answers.
Wait,
I feel you scuttling away
To get some tea, to tidy up , to quickly attend to another matter.
We circle, but rarely land.
It’s time now, to come home.
The answers you are seeking are right before you.
They are hiding in the empty lines, buried under the surface of that crisp, white page.
Until you mark them with your thoughts, your own truth will remain untold.
Stay seated right where you are, in your own dilemma,
For without this commitment you will continue facing a crisp white page that has much potential,
But no answers.
