Sweet.:P A U S ECalmness in the tone of dampened leaves; I walk as the misty air greets my lips. I make sure not to trip, as I slowly climb down the small hill near myno, our resting place. I listen as the coos of morning arrives, from the frogs croaks to the rivers shine. I just stand and watch, and let time wrap around me. For once, choosing to laugh with rather than about me-- it's amazing how nothing can stand still, even in the quiescent of places. I can hear my heart in synch with the oxygen I breathe, and instead of in a hurry I sniff in and throw out. I can't imagine anything else but this tranquility, busy streets were never to become of
Little BirdLittle bird with no songhow do you do?Are you broken little bird?Where on earth are you?You're low to the groundbut your mind thinks highYet your sight stays unfocused;As everyday goes byTell me little birdWhat has life brought to you?Yet you give no good newsNot even a small sigh or cooLittle bird to the ground,It must be quite scaryYou know I lost my song onceBut it was only temporaryLittle meak birdDo you walk left or right?Say little birdAre your loved ones alright?Your mind is so highyet your vision so scarywhy don't you understandSmall little canary?Poor little bird,Just one last questionWho are all those heads on which you stand?That you had just forgotten to mention?For you see little bird, you were never quite lowNo actually-- you had quite the helping handBut your mind saw low and your eyes were blindSo who are all those heads on which you stand?They're shaking little birdThey've got a long road aheadLittle bird you're not aloneSo don't act
Thump ThumpThump. Thump.Thump. Thump.Thump. Thump.Overworked, violated, clogged, abused.All the things that can disrupt its beat.Thump. Thump.Thump. Thump.A huge task given to such a small worker.In charge of all; control of none.Thump. Thump.Thump. Thump.It cries out for help.But gets no response.Thump. Thump.It speeds up to keep up with its surroundingsTrying its best not to get left behindThump. Thump.Yet no one cares of its troublesIts selfless deeds or ideasThump.They don't even care about themselves Only of other peoples thoughtsThump.They care more about the workThen the worker who makes it .