Laziness might be a rebellion of a different kind in a busy world
Reveries; a luxury, when the world around me spins with another kind of energy
One who seeks tranquil moments must be in slumber
As the world wants you to be familiar with worldly advances and adventures
Is it wrong to have found a place where I can rest; without the noises and unnecessary rhetoric
Looking within does not reflect selfishness
It is a choice to deliberately concentrate and introspect
Understanding the true nature of a day that is being hastily and roughly treated
My steps want to find the rhythm of the heart and feel the pulse often with curious fingers
What if I choose to be in that space where nature’s soul resides?
My yearning for silence should not be considered avaricious
I chose to speak less and listen more, for I wish to be a silent observer
Of seasons and the changes that the world denies with artificial urgency
~Amitav
Well written, my friend…I can hear the siren call of nature in your words…they sing of peace and tranquility!
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Thank you so much, Kim. Poetry is liberating.
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Yes!
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