I took a long look out of the window this morning
after I’d filled my coffee cup,
out into the clouds and beyond the horizon,
and I watched the leaves tumble over the grass
on the high wind-
the shadow of the towering eaves cast
long, solemn figures on the grass,
and the bare trees stood at attention like lost
soldiers frozen upon the snow-
I wondered, as I sipped-
that we get so caught up in survival that we forget
what it means to live, to subsist-
time passes while our coffee drips,
while our keyboards click, and our phones
ring like switchboards-
conflicts arise
and fall like ancient kingdoms,
yet we still forget the simple truths in what matters
most-
it’s easy to forget to breathe, when all the world
around us seems to sigh
a collective typhoon…
I then sipped my coffee and walked back into
the arms of reality*