Centered in Myself

Centered
In myself
Absorbed
In myself
Where else do you expect me to
Abide?

I’ll come visit you
In your heart and
Your body,
But when the King taxes the whole
Kingdom
Where else can I lay
My head?

I suppose that you’ve gone to
live in the prison,
Ashamed for giving up
Your Birthright;
I tried to break you out but found
MySelf
In chains.

Don’t harass the guard,
I say
To myself,
He’s just a prisoner
Too.
Trapped in his lonely boat of
Ignorance and isolation
And grieving,
Unknowing of the glory that
Waits for him in the meadows
There.

When guards and prisoners
Reconcile their differences,
Only then will all of our hearts
Be set
Free.