taking my time
If life goes too fast for us, where are we? Where are you going?
I have no fun then, I like to enjoy the summer holidays,
A few weeks, a few days, even a few evenings,
I like a meal that lasts with friends or family.
If people become aggressive while driving, what do we gain? ,
No one finds pleasure, neither you, nor the charming marmots,
I prefer to be bored on a beach in Hawaii, to understand the sun,
If people think fast, we can’t stay in good company.
If life goes too fast for us, where are you? Where are you going?
Listen Debussy, Read Camus, ask for a slow calm
I like to walk more than run in parks, what do we see?
Crossing Yellowstone is longer than taking a photograph.
When a bird sings, I say, Is that you Dad? Or I say
It’s you, mom? I love to think like this, taking my time,
I like to think my parents have become little birds
Looking at me on the street, things are going too fast for me.
Copyright © Yann Rolland | Year Posted 2023
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