Calm.
Unrelenting
pace
of things.
Spinning
faster,
teetering.
Change
upon
change
piling
up.
Crushing.
Lightning
speed.
Modernity
altering
minds,
relentless
transformation.
Marching.
Light speed,
coursing
through
hearts,
minds,
souls.
Calm.
Look away.
Walk
the beach.
Go fishing.
Picnic in
the woods.
Turn off
the machines.
Calm.
Peaceful
calm,
soothes the
mind.
Balm
for the
soul.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 8th, 2023 22:43
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
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