The average lifespan of a housefly
Is 40 to 50 days
And I am merely sitting here idly watching
Them move about my window.
I
Wonder if they would prefer to be outside.
With every blink of my eyes
Time moves faster for the fly than I.
The average lifespan of a housefly
Is 40 to 50 days
And I am merely sitting here idly watching
Them move about my window.
I
Wonder if they would prefer to be outside.
With every blink of my eyes
Time moves faster for the fly than I.
I have had a hundred different songs playing in my head
Already
This morning;
All
While I sit and anticipate the rise of the sun.
If one does not sit still
One cannot see repercussions
Of actions.
Observe, learn and shift.
Flow in love.
What a human needs
Is not always what
You
Think they need.
Sit back and
Listen.
No longer seeking.
What is, is.
I am the stillness, the stillness is me.
Unfathomed thoughts
As i sit in the moss and
Get lost in
All that is
Flowing, flowing
Through me.
No space, no time.
Endless breath submergence.
Unbend.
Here I will sit and simply be.
Unconcerned
And unaware of the
Rest of the world,
At least for a few moments.
At least as long as I need.
Periodically I get trapped inside
My mind.
My body knows it should
Stand up,
Should move.
My eyes try to look
Out the window.
I want to go outside and inhale life and
Lay in the sun
But
Then the thought of it all;
Moving myself,
Makes me cry.
Exhausts me.
And all goes silent
In my head.
The connection is lost
And every thought becomes
Slow motion
Until I remain
Motionless
And call it a draw.
Never give up on humans.
(Yourself included)
We are all doing the best we can
Wherever we may be on the
Wild journey
Called life.
All from different backgrounds,
Different families.
Some come from steadfast foundations,
Some grew up in battlefields.
Patience.
Compassion.
Some feel stuck in places they don’t belong
But we get frustrated with them.
We see things differently.
Perspective.
Relativity.
Gentle speak,
Steady love.
Believe in one another.
There is more good,
There is more beauty than
Some choose to see everyday.
Stop listening to the noise
And listen.
(If you are ready)
Stop giving up
And sit in stillness.
Go back to the beginning.
Look
And see.
Hold your gaze in one place
And see.
(we all get lost)
Sing softly to those who are lost
And help them return
To themselves.
(When you are ready)
Do not be discouraged.
Oh
To sit in silence and welcome
The sunrise with you again
there once was a little girl
who loved to giggle
sometimes she would not like
what she was told to eat
in her stubbornness
she would sit at the table all alone
until darkness came;
Til all but two were tucked in bed.
She would get thumped upside the head
and called some terrible things
but still she would sit hoping they would forget
her plate was not clean.
words were screamed
and words were repeated but to bring the spoon to her lips,
she just would not do it.
And in the end she would go to bed dirty.
stripped naked she was forced to stand
while the food she refused to eat,
well,
it was rubbed all over her bare skin
(mashed potatoes and peas burned in her memories)
in her nose and her ears
And down to her toes.
her pretty brown hair mangled and messed
perhaps one day she would learn;
and she did.
She learned not to speak,
she learned not to argue.
she learned to do what she was told,
to eat every morsel on the plate before her
until nothing was left;
And she slowly disappeared.