And We Rest Here (Poem)

….and we rest here, by the calm sway in the gentle summer breeze of the old willow; undisturbed. For we are the unperturbed, the unhurried, the unworried. Our strife of years past is gone; our troubles sit forlorn and forgotten in a place far from here, never to be touched upon again.

We, in turn, may be at peace. The grass, though overgrown here, is thriving and bustling with the zest of life; the willow branches blow softly in the forgiving, understanding, reassuring wind. Far up a nearby tree the tapping of a woodpecker can be heard. The birds fly free through the leaves and out into the sky; unhurried, unworried.

Presently, a large white cloud, which had been easily meandering across the blue yonder above, begins to part, and so are formed several smaller clouds of their own; each wanders off in its own direction, and another large cloud appears, and more smaller clouds are formed. The sun rolls slowly over these quiet grounds, allowing the gaze of its light to flow from top to bottom, and back. All memory of events and lives previous are forgotten here; here, we lie in peace.

Forever undisturbed; forever unperturbed, unhurried, and unworried. Calm.

The birds fly free through the leaves and out into the sky; unhurried, unworried. And we fly alongside; for time.

Literature Poetry


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