The Clocks aren't Moving.

First-

You must

Detach

From all things

Rid all yearning

Forget all things loving

Drift away so slowly

You become a forgotten memory

Feel nothing

So severely

It's heavy

Give away everything

Leave no traces.

You're waiting

Knowing

Time is no longer moving.

Now-

Go into the woods

And sleep

Blissfully

Beneath the leaves

Where you were meant to be