Move at Your Pace
Life flows best when you honor its rhythm.
Don't struggle ...with things that should be still
Like running .. with things that should be walked
Everything .. has a rhythm
Everything ..has time
Too slow .. is not good
Too fast ... is not good
And life .. will not be chaotic
If you know.. and understand
Which pace should be walked
That will feel light
And not hurt.. yourself
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Our Song
Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
By Dana Crandell3 days ago in Fiction
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Wonderful Rohitha. Nice poem.