Unprepared...Unworthy

Your eyes don't see the beauty

At my computer
Close and focused
Outsiders can see it's burning indentations on my eyes
My brain
My life as it passes vicariously through my fingers
With each stroke another missed opportunity
Moments in the fabric of my life again wasted
No undo
No replay
No way to relive time as it should have been
As I wish it was
Leaving me feeling
Lazy
And unprepared for the true splendors of God's creations