Taking responsibility for my own health
Feeling negligent of our environment
Thinking about living huddled on a
Planet, hurtling through space
By force of an internal
Powerful magnet
Unhinged
We will
Be
Gone
In a sec
Wouldn't want
That happening soon
Don't displace the irate moon
Keep her in happy daily orbit in space
That's your solution versus all those marooned
Evade self-destruction, maintain your own distinction
My skill is to patch up deadends Separate from the rest, work My best alone, introverted But also focused best With silence, my Mind seeks Solace As Words Distract The quietude Of my meek heart Most corners occupied By past concerns, introspective
In deep esteem enfold you With both open palms Whispering low Entreaties Uphold Covenants Spoken to a race In the Secret Place meet Seeking your kind face, grace Upon grace, reflecting on silence
Happiness is this time Spent on thoughts Weaving into Words Magic filters In with the birdsong Cool breeze wafting gently Not alone, all creation lifts me up Faithfully, keeping time with my heartbeat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And it goes on and on until the seventh poem. This is what I call poem binging, more addictive than Netflix binge.