Commentaries by Cynthia

My time is a quiet time
To use or squander as I please.
No one is allowed to interrupt
Or pry into my moments of solitude.
There I dream my biggest dreams,
Sometimes trying to make them come true;
Sometimes I'm more content to just dream.

My time is a healing time
To seek renewal and peace
Or divine guidance when I need it.
There I discover more about myself
And those who are a part of my life.
Sometimes my time is really their time,
Sometimes it is solely mine.

My time is a reflecting time,
To fearlessly recall the joys and pains
That have made me who I am today.
(cont...)
There I choose whether to laugh or cry
And decide whom to call friend or foe.
Sometimes the answers come quickly,
Sometimes it takes much longer.

My time is a necessary time,
For me and those around me.
There I find courage and hope
In a world that often seems unjust;
There I find a small portion of freedom.
Sometimes I am reluctant to part with it,
Sometimes I find it is a welcomed relief.

~Cynthia