Slow it Down

Slow it Down

poetry is original work by author of this blog.  Copyright laws apply.

 

Oh where are you happy day?

When will you find me

In my bed, gently waking

Slowly opening to the new dawn

As the chirping sweetly sings

And the chiming softly rings?

Eroded by the rain,

Heavy mists linger, sinking lower.

Weighing heavy on my mind

And my heart

While the light grows dark;

Despair silences the lark.

Slow it down.

Slow it down.

Not one sound.

Time is without meaning.

Let the mind capture one finite moment

Then make it stop.

Frame the droplets one by one

In perfectly anchored images

Of hope, dangling in suspended animation

Above the chaos of the world.

In the weight of the burden

There is beauty and life.

Still the weary soul

Slow it down, just one beat.

Mark time, march onward

Through chaos as it swirls.

Sing, oh my soul, in the midst of fear.

Run to the freedom of the river.

Fly on winds of change, fly

Through the night and into the dawn.

Slow it down until I find me

In my bed, gently waking

Slowly opening to the new dawn

As the chirping sweetly sings

And the chiming softly rings.