Rush Poem by Vision Ghost

So many cars and so much stress rushing by
As I now sit here alone and drifting on why
Expressions forces to tears to my eyes somehow
That partiality escapes and never seems to allow
To render a sense of continual thought within
A soul that arms no one can feel in doctrine

Sometimes when you feel the answers to listen
To others in daily commute from dawn to even
You ever tried to slow time down methodically?
And see the many colours of people’s impracticality
Please sir, can you get out of your car and tell me
What you see, what you hear or are you already free

Is life to pass on wisdoms of personified experiences?
I wish someone could return and grant me answers
Are you longing for passion but frightened by love?
I could love you if somehow you let me fly like a dove
Over the many sights of people far below who know not
That some can see beyond and calm nerves of daily plot

Ever studied an inanimate object when others just pass?
Consider its origins and why the thing got there in a mass
Of so many rushing past unfeeling of the peace it has
Still and never moving like a rock under the torrents
As slowly it shall be buried as sediment now augments
Burdening like me as a heavy heart seeks a tolerance

Are you too tired to wake early and watch the slow sun?
As the darkness fades and the coldness is for now undone
See how the pace of real life is so much calmer than us
That the healing of nature is achieved in the timelessness
Would we live longer like the tree with so many rings?
When we are so subject to emotion that our life flings

Do we forget how to breathe and the heart forgets to beat?
Because we cannot be so subject to ever feeling the heat
But forgetting there is warmth in the passion we can share
Like the taking of granted as the breathing of the free air
So much in abundance if we would just ever open our arms
Let the soul of another be tender in slowest, kindest charms