Owning it all, being it all, creating it all, The sun, which all moons revolve around, Discard it all, let go of it all, lay it down to fallow, Cease carrying it, holding it, hanging on to it, They see you persist; they give you more, Further driven down into the ground, Breaking my neck for all those around, Glancing over the load, Reaching the end of the road, This stuff I hold, mostly is not mine. I need to take some time. Rewire, rewrite, reload, recharge, rebuild…. Make my life mine, maybe for the first time, Live in my sovereignty without compromising my duty, Sink deeply into the divine and my wholesome lifeline. -Lix