Pause Poem by aeda sea

rush
quickly sprint out the door
met with a surge of cool winter air
scent of buring wood alights on the morning wind
pause.
I stop rushing and take in the calmness of everything
the clouds slowly drift across the horizon
in a sky as blue as the ocean
with a yellow-white sun
a crow claoked in blackness
glides soothingly overhead
wings pulse gently and rhythmically
like my heart beats
and i stop rushing
and just go