Busy, hectic, running –
time is catching up
fast.
So much to do.
So much to do.
I’m late
again.
Never ending lists.Cars speeding, hooting,
revving, racing –
red lights wait
just for me.I don’t feel free –
bound by time.
Chained to deadlines,
appointments to keep,
no time to sleep.Rushing! Grab a snack!
I snap
and urge, “COME ON!”Children trailing, panic rising,
heart beat poundinguntilblissful release from this
tiring treadmill:
relentless roundabout.
Cease chasing this life of mine.Calm breath, slow pace,
no frown, no hurry.
A lazy smile,
a leisurely while.
Wind down to bathe
in relaxation –
no vexation for today.Pulse trailing to
a carefree rhythm
sliding
silently
into
peace.
© Nicky Clifford 2016
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