From pen to page
I shelved the work
That feeds my soul
Keeps me alive
To answer those
Who call my name
With unending tasks
And trials
To fill their needs
To ease their fears
But now on life support
I limp back
To infuse myself
With words
Once again
So I can carry on...
I hope that one day
I won't need to come and go
Or put aside my words
But let them grow
As I stand stronger
Sustaining, maintaining
My connection
With my soul
