Seijaku
A coffee over the buzzing watches
Did once urge me feelings of grace.
Then they ticked and tocked away;
And was dumped down with all the
Documents and filed signatures in
Unnoticable pile.
Only the sundials non-stop on a frozen
Lake, and I internally ache.
Maybe twas a neuronal longing
For un single pause -
Then watch the unmoving objects on the ice,
And with scrutiny, the glint of one smiling
Droplet…and the next… until a smooth and
Tranquil blanket encompasses you,
Then resume.
Copyright © Joy Jeung | Year Posted 2024
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