Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Rush Hour

I sat on a stone wall
under the shadow of a building.
I watched as each of you walked by.
You were all in such a rush.
It made me happy on the one hand,
that so many of you had so many important places to go.
But at the same time, I was sad.
Sad
because I was going nowhere.
Nowhere in particular,
just sitting.
Thinking.
But maybe,
maybe we should all do that a little more.
Not rush from one place to the next,
but stay in a moment, although it may be fleeting.
How could I be happy and sad at the same time?
I asked myself.
I did not respond.


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