Too Long

Too long I have used up my best energy
Maintaining the status quo
Instead of letting my creativity breathe
 
How many times
Have the conception of powerful songs
Been subverted by
A room in disarray, or a strict adherence to –
Something lame
 
Why is my stillness
A signal that I am available
It is my own fault
I trained them to respect some boundaries
And they do
 
One must not tread upon a time of
Prayer or Meditation
One must not tread upon a good song
Until it is over
 
I must add one more Thou Shalt
Thou shalt not only protect
a song’s fade-out
Thou shalt also protect a song
Yet to be born
 
My new spell is not unlike
the protective words
I wrote on the door to the room
Where my last child was born
 
This is a sacred space
I am giving my all to
create a masterpiece
 
I cannot control when this process will end
But until then,
If you must
Enter with hushed voices
And supportive language
While I focus
 
Focus
 
Focus
 
Breathe
 
Begin