A snail’s pace of change, winds its way through the world

Time never demanding anything from anyone

The world waits as mind’s open up, receptive

We talk but we don’t hear

We laugh but we don’t connect

We eat but we don’t taste


To feel as if we did when we were children



Possibilities abounding

We can be whoever we want to be

And yet we aren’t them

So we read and we laugh and we we eat and we cry


For the world to tap us on the shoulder and make us change

Our inaction, causing refraction across the Universe

As nothing happens

But the light comes back to us

Again and again,


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