I set some time for me each day
Where no-one else can reach me
Nothing else can disturb the silence
Except maybe the hum of the traffic on a distant highway
And that is enough to remind me to get back out there
Step into the hustle of every day
Wrestle with my thoughts
But throw away the phone
Any item requiring interaction
Because it's 'ME' Time.
Nothing should disturb that
There is not enough of it
Until now
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem