When stress begins to take control.
Begin to think of time as whole.
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Streams keep flowing as you think,
And death takes men with every blink.
One foot in fire; One in ice.
Arms outstretched in depth and height.
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A child dies within the womb,
A flower dances in it’s bloom.
Love’s first kiss on nervous lips.
Flying birds and sinking ships.
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Midnight, midday, they are the now,
Awake, Asleep, a death, a vow.
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What are we but selfish beings?
Emotions flow immediately.
Perspective points of different seeing,
Stuck not in time, in sensory.
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If I were time I’d laugh and cry.
In every second I pass by.
With focus on each lone event,
A flapping wing, a final breath.
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Stress all you want and waste the day.
The trees don’t stress, they only sway.
A butterfly lands on a child’s nose,
And time holds more than what you know.
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Written by Randall Evans.
Love this one, beautifully written 🌷
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Thanks 😊😊😊
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So very beautiful. Yes, I should talk to the trees way more often, those teachers of tranquility.
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Indeed ! 🙂🙂 Thanks for the comments !
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Great poem 🙂 You may like to contribute to my new daily prompt community:
https://aaamazingphoenix.wordpress.com/2018/07/20/new-community-for-sharing-daily-prompt-posts/
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