Sanctuary.

to be one with whom you are is a dance in itself

we must eat, sleep and breathe all that we believe

and constantly eradicate any ounce of what's not us.

time is abundant, unless the prize of your eye

resembles an unidentified object you label as "mine"

we do this often

it's exhausting

giving: mind, body, spirit

in exchange for someone else's pain

just for us to hear it back

and try to present a remedy,

with a pocket burning toll attached

this is sacrilege.

we only water what is ours to grow

respect

protect

and honor what is YOURS to know.