Kingdom

Your breaths are
counted,
hairs on head
numbered-

  • it is written.

Everything outside me says
I am unimportant,
yet-
-everything inside me says-
-it is only me what is
important.

So,I say-
-I live my way,
breathing my breaths,
hairs on my head play
with wind,
heated on Sun,
wet by water,
carelessly.

Written,said,
adviced,
told,
do ,don’t,etc.
As long as I listen
I am slave of others-
-so I say-
-I live my way,
breathing,
living,
listening only,
Kingdom of God
within…

I was editing my poem,but accidentally made new thread.I couldn’t find delete button. I apologize.