Animal Rights, Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
The clouds
sail
slowly on ―
at their own
easy pace ―
showing
no concern
for my anxiety,
for my rushing around,
for my hopes and fears
about all I have to do.
I look up by chance,
I stop,
I look again,
I breathe,
I linger,
I breathe again,
I relax a little,
I breathe again ―
my hunched shoulders
slowly drop down.
I breathe
deeply
as the clouds
sail
slowly
on.
Photo by Sharon Fisher
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