You Were.

You were too cluttered up

In your heart with noise of subconsious

Randomness and the voices of daily life

To let some space for my soul whispering.

You were taken up with the songs

Of to morrow and of yester year

Or the anxiety of what you should become

Or what you wanted to do next to listen

To the soft music of my musings.

You wanted to gain time

You wnated to gain space

You wanted to gain eternity

You were not focused.

You were taken up and consumed

By the thought of the time

When you did not need all that

To listen to my voice.

You let too many time limits elapse

And too many hurdles fall

And too many wedges to come between us

In the search of the one thing your never found:

Security.

Alfred Grech

21/04/2020.