I am like Cerberus,
At least 3 eyes open at all times.
One on myself, the eye that never sleeps.
Would that it did.
One on my loved ones, in case they let me down—
I stay ready to catch myself at all times.
And the third on evil.
Evil never rests, nor can I.
When all my eyes are open,
the beauty and pain and suffering and love
pour through the windows into my overflowing soul.
I want for rest,
to empty my cup,
and release the abundance of sight
of my Cerberus eyes.