The trees, the air, the sky
may be still,
but listen to the
hustle and bustle of community
living within and between.
Contrast of busyness and stillness
around
and within us.
I live my life through the words I write
The trees, the air, the sky
may be still,
but listen to the
hustle and bustle of community
living within and between.
Contrast of busyness and stillness
around
and within us.
Pull me back from the routine of hustle,
racing against time to optimize productivity,
working fast and diligent
because I am the only one.
Pull me back from the hustle,
make me slow down enough
to have a conversation of leisure
with you.
Remind me of other worthy goals
besides the numbers and dates.
Pull me back to myself
like only you can.