sooth

(grey)

seahorse in the sky
river speaks to me
it speaks

of everything
and nothing

clear sky sunny day
red rusted gates and river flow
birds and ducks
singing
gurgling
faint engines in the sky.
Breeze.

An acceptable place
to stand and watch

duck still
amidst pools
of its own circles

don't judge
don't be aware of not judging
be

sooth

because life is precious
everything is connected
and you wouldn't do it if you knew you were doing it to yourself

because life is precious
everything is connected
and I know what's best for me

potential

and too often
reaching your potential
is built to mean
reaching somebody else's

Already
I have this
but the world tells me
I need to make my
This

(and maybe I do
but maybe
it's all there already)

bird
plane
moon

everyone's working
for the enjoyment they'll never have

because they
don't know about

the moment now.