The Reflection of Shadows
A collection of moments
Simple was what simple is,
Based on how we choose to live.
Based on checklists, endless tasks,
Buying what we think we lack.
Peace and calm is all we need,
In this we find simplicity.
Long before the days were full
Of goals and chores and things to do,
Long before we couldn't rest,
Before we couldn't catch our breath,
Before the days and nights of work
(When all our bare feet knew was earth)
We found the joy in smaller things,
Like dewy kisses in the breeze,
Or memories of colored skies
When firecrackers lit the night,
When bedtime stories filled our heads
Before our eyelids closed in rest.
Simple things should always be
Our spectacles through which we see;
The sky that's blue, that paves the way
To new beginnings every day,
To air that's cool, to wind that's still,
Where only simple things we'll feel,
A time of rest, of calm, of peace-
In letting go, we find relief.
Let us open up our eyes
To peaceful days and simpler times.
Based on how we choose to live.
Based on checklists, endless tasks,
Buying what we think we lack.
Peace and calm is all we need,
In this we find simplicity.
Long before the days were full
Of goals and chores and things to do,
Long before we couldn't rest,
Before we couldn't catch our breath,
Before the days and nights of work
(When all our bare feet knew was earth)
We found the joy in smaller things,
Like dewy kisses in the breeze,
Or memories of colored skies
When firecrackers lit the night,
When bedtime stories filled our heads
Before our eyelids closed in rest.
Simple things should always be
Our spectacles through which we see;
The sky that's blue, that paves the way
To new beginnings every day,
To air that's cool, to wind that's still,
Where only simple things we'll feel,
A time of rest, of calm, of peace-
In letting go, we find relief.
Let us open up our eyes
To peaceful days and simpler times.
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