To the outside world,
I see you there
like a robin red-breast going about it's business
West winds pushing
gliding across land
forever in motion
in and out of time
with the rotation of the earth
I find myself in contemplation
negativity trying to mold me into something I am and I am not
wake up...
wake up...
WAKE UP to the ways of the world
I am not the weight of it on the turtle's back
I am light
I am fluid
as I too fly in and out of time
with the world.
1 comment:
Mmmm...Clear and effortless....like a flowing river....:-)
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