Stillness?

No matter what way you step

You are moving.

No matter whether you step

You are moving.

So where is stillness?

Where did it go? –

 

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That man is ticking

That man is ticking
His eyes stare – straight –
Ahead
Unaware.

A child smiles
On a dandeline green,
Sunlight dances
On top of a puddle.
All unseen.

When he lies
Eyes shut tight,
Dew-laiden dandelines,
Glisten –
Over what has been,
Not might.