My world is too busy
I dont stop and see
The beauty surrounding me
Always looking ahead
To what must be done
Never a moment
To stop and reflect
Even the tranquillity of a sunrise
Marred, because Ill miss the train.
Give me one moment,
Or two,
Or three,
So that I can really see.
To be still and listen
To what you have to say to me
And not what I have to say to myself.
(26/2/04) Disclaimer: This poem remains my property and should not be copied or reprouced in any way shape or form, without prior consent from me, the author.
I dont stop and see
The beauty surrounding me
Always looking ahead
To what must be done
Never a moment
To stop and reflect
Even the tranquillity of a sunrise
Marred, because Ill miss the train.
Give me one moment,
Or two,
Or three,
So that I can really see.
To be still and listen
To what you have to say to me
And not what I have to say to myself.
(26/2/04) Disclaimer: This poem remains my property and should not be copied or reprouced in any way shape or form, without prior consent from me, the author.
