All the preparation – 
the running from here to there
the gift wrapping
the tree trimming
positioning the lights of sparkle on the house – 
attending gathering
upon gathering
upon gathering
filled with simple conversations
that don’t stand a chance
against the barrage 
of sugary offerings
and spirited beverages – 
so much to do
so many to see
this flurry of activity 
and responsibility – 
all of it 
only
distracting
me 
from the only need
the one task desired of me – 
the opening up
and
the clearing out 
of the stable of my heart.