I’m sitting here in the moment,

trying to decide,

what it is I need to do,

even though inside,

everything is churning,

I cannot settle down,

one task upon another,

where is the freedom

to align my mind with

a truth,

a settling point of satisfaction.

Instead every moment

seems work,

so difficult to relax

when so much needs to be done

ahead of time

before any moment of pause

might be appreciated.

The task is not in my day,

it remains safely tucked away

in my head.