Cathedral Peace 11.09.2009 Poem by Margaret Alice

Sins catching up with me - a budget
is an alien concept, now I see why it
should be the first thing
I should watch

I overspent, hubby at his wit’s end
faced with my financial sins - why
do I try to live an esoteric
spiritual life

If I cannot survive by doing things
by law-of-attraction, reform time
as of now I shall live a
Spartan life

No more hedonistic trips to restau-
rants, rational food provisions or
none at all, the end of
consumerism

Just before lunch I found a dream
a moment spent in meditation
sweet, using mechanisms
that override

The ravages of time returning to the
dream inside that keeps my spirit
strong, my heart forever
young

Life is but a script we write ourselves
a blessed feeling of cathedral peace
fills my mind with hope and
faith