Give me a moment

I only need one


Sun soaked wood sharing its warmth

The welcoming darkness of closed eyes

An epic journey from seed to sprout

Gaia whispering in my ear


Pause to still the buzz beneath your skin

To see the dust settle 

To admire the clocks hands 


The world thirsts for a rush and more than we need

We dig and dig relentlessly

It is true, to resist is to struggle

But through the valley and past the watchful eyes

A moment awaits to soothe your desperate cries

  • Author: Angela-a (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 19th, 2021 15:43
  • Category: Spiritual
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  • Paul Bell

    This is very powerful.
    Feels like the waiting is continuous and help is slow to come.

    • Angela-a

      Thank you! The wait never ends

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