here is quiet
now
like between breaths
like after a storm
if you strain you can smell
the freshness of this place
green ever growing ever new
renewing itself perpetual & foreverness
permeates here
i have flown away
looking down on it all
it seems endless
the wanting & needing
the struggle & waging battle
the march
the drums
the want
the need
endless
here time moves slower
languid smooth fluid still peace
if i would let it live
it would grow like ivy
up the walls of my life
insulating me from
the things that wait
here is a moment
the battle is protracted
all hands on deck
each one to the task
here is only a moment
the want & need are perpetual
some where a clock is turning
pulling me away from here
but here is
like between breaths
i have flown away