roll away the stone

I have become greedy

and selfish. self centered and
focused

pretty much just on me.

I've waited a long time to get here.
no longer

do I wait for the phone to ring,
the door
to be knocked upon.

the postman holds nothing in his
bag for me.

there is no one that I long to see.
i'm down
to one.

I crave the shadow, the low light.
the safety

of silence, bathing
in the music
I choose, the book I pick
up to read.

the food I eat.

I savor my own space.
the serenity of my own life.

I have cleaned the ruins of
those
gone, rebuilt the walls.

I have resurrected
the dead.
risen from the grave.

the stone has been rolled away.

it's about time.