Solitude

I
sit alone in the
secluded space of my mind
caught up in its
creative run and
I lose time
I am greatful for the solitude, the break from constant chatter
I am
greatful for the thoughts that run thru
my head
and now I take the time to listen to
the Divine voice of wisdom that speaks lovingly in my head
offering correction
protection
concern and
inspiration
I rest and can now remember what the sound
of rain sounds like
on my roof and against the windows
the sounds of nature
of life
no longer offends
I soak for long periods
in the tub listening to
Dwele or Raheem
and relax
Or I can groove to the jazz that
plays in my head
I can enjoy the satin as it wraps around
my ankles making me feel naughty and sensual
I have time now to soothe my skin with
mango created creations with shea butter or cocoa butter will do
Soft skin feels good
and I enjoy the scent of me
(would you like to take a bite?)
I am
taking the time
to be truly feminine and enjoying it
Being me and reveling in it
taking the time
to relax back into me
I got Jill Scott on and a little India Arie
and Jaguar Wright is in the CD
and with their words I connect back to who
and what I am and where I am going
so
I am no longer fighting this
Solitude
It is becoming my balm
It is my peace
I fight it no more
Bring it on
and please
shut the door on your way out

Kita @2006