Oh beautiful day
What it is to be depleted
All my insides might exit through my neck
As thoughts weigh a ton and stem the explosion of self /
Then I stopped to brush my child's hair.
Consideration of maintaining all things in this moment - something will give and I have a moment to decide what
The reorder of all there is takes place.
I'm not unwell but overwhelmed, I 'cannot' in relation to all things, if I stop some things I can.
I brush my child's hair.
They ask if I have time to listen to them play the keyboard. I say I have
So much is beautiful if I'm still for a moment.
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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