Musty Room Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

I'm trapped in this musty room
All by myself, my mind, my heart
And my stomach.
A dusty window reveals
The time of day, the weather

I'm hungry now.
Find a piece of bread
A voice calls me
Be alone, it says
Rest and let go of
The must, the will and the need to.
My heart whispers now
Embrace the patient call of life.

It's always there
Waiting for me
In the musty room,
The silent space
Between two buildings
To stop the I and feel
The simple miracle of now,
The magic of just being.