Look

Look out across the vast expanse, and
Be the dance;
Look in for what you’ve left behind, and
Ease your mind —

Look up and find your reason, purpose,
Sacred text;
Look down from where you are, and figure out
Where you go

Next


It’s a beautiful day here, clear and cool.

It’s quiet, and there’s space — space to think.

About things: things to let go of, things to remember, things to treasure, things to put away forever.

The everything, that we find in the everyday, but rarely slow down enough to contemplate.

But right now, I can. And you can, too, wherever you may be.

It’s a beautiful day.

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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