Doldrums

My steady routine
staggers and slows.
Guilt nags me back
sometimes
but outer cares distract.

All of my plans
for the unfolding
of my soul
lay waiting as I play
and read and work and
keep busy with the minutia
of carrying this body
through time.

Feeling guilty because
I’m not striving daily
for the betterment of
myself and the world.

~Flame RavenHawk
   April 18, 2002