We all get lost

Amidst the daily hustle and bustle

Changes do occur

Simultaneously without care or concern

We deal with the harsh hands of life dealt

Among our laughter or joy,

Whatever we have felt

Responses give way

To emotions at play

If only the ebb and flow

Would be easy as such:

To notice the colorful flowers

The stillness of the pond

The wading of the duck as it glides along

The deep greens of the trees

The warmth of the sun as it’s rise has begun

The gentle breeze refreshing our skin

Dancing among leaves

Remembering where we have been

The movement of a girl

Her shadows dance

Her walking stance

The bounce of her spiral curls

When life becomes too much

For me to remember all of these

You look at me and say

“just breathe”








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kdarcy commented on Breathe


True that, gotta love the simple things ... for they always mean the most. Yes, we all get lost ... just breathe, thanks for sharing

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