I don’t remember the last time I picked up a book and indulged in it, as an avid reader this has made me less creative and my writing a bit rusty. During this moment short poems have been my daily dose and this one by Zachary Phillips saved the day.
I am a writer.
I have given myself this time to write.
This time is sacred.
I will not waste it.
I will not worry about the quality, worth, or potential audience.
I will just write.
I will get the words on the page, as they come, without judgement, without filter.
I will write because I love it, because I have something to say, and because writing heals me.
And when the time is up, I will let it go, until I sit down to write again.