Stationary Motion, Moving Inactivity
It's possible.
You can be moving
So fast and
Standing so still
Or completely still
And not moving at all.
When the world
Frantically revolves
Hurrying to I-don't-know-where
And leaves me behind
Suspended in the air
I grab onto its axis
And reluctantly
Spin along with it
At its frightening pace
Frantically.
And all of me is moving
Except nothing of me is changing
Anything but position
So I'm not going anywhere.
However, when I finally find a minute
When I can forget
The spinning world
And stop
To remember
Where I came from,
Decide
Where I'm going
Wonder
Where I will be...
It's then
When I am completely still
But my soul is swelling
My heart racing
And everything is changing
Inside of me
So therefore, I am
Completely still
But moving
Where you can't see.
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