Obey

Out my window
I will Look

Then turn my head back
to the Book

Always wandering
this Mind of mine

the Laundry, the Dishes,
a stray Treasure to find.

Focus is fleeting

but He is Leading

back to His Book

And so I Look
and listen
and sit
and soak

Five minutes turns to Twenty

And somehow
inexplicably

throughout my day

there is Time aplenty.