theobservalist

 These days pass

at Zeppelin pace

I wonder about the sea

what’s down deep beneath

have you ever looked at a tree

an old, almost ancient tree

and thought of roots …

followed the roots down

until you are above ground

somewhere far more foreign

than anywhere here

and what blossoms

opposite the roots

confounds you

you wake up sweaty

a hundred years older

but not a day

shows on your face

not a single trace

of travel

yet you know

you’ve gone

Moving on is hard

at first

cause you cling

cling, to the dream

or what you surrender

to your mind is a dream

and you’re back

back to the task

whatever it may be

but 20 leagues below

the sea of your soul

you remain confounded

at what blossoms

below the roots we

see as trees

and for a second

here where we

capture time

and make it march

we see ourselves

scattered like atoms

on a cosmic beach

winking at stars

who watch us shine

below

By: Jack Piatt

Tags: ancient tree, blossom, cosmic beach, dream, follow, follow the roots, mind, roots, sea, storm, these days, travel, true wisdom, wake up, wisdom, wonder, zeppelin pace