A Robin bobs and watches as i sit to write these words
The equinox in passing says “ its time that this was heard”
Close your eyes and listen well to all the sounds abounding
Take a breath, inhale the smell of nature in its grounding,
Find a moment, feed your soul, ignore the constant pounding
Far-off news will seed the blues and only lead to wounding.
Notice as the hedges green the sound of chirpy chatter
Watch the buds a-ripening, in fecund getting fatter
Work out what’s important and try celebrate the latter
Ignore the news from faraway or else your soul will shatter.
Taste the hours, kill only time and feed your world with love
Make a difference where you can, unhawk your inner dove
Step outside the warring sphere and view it from above
Become the one you wish to be and this will be enough.
The Robin bobbed its head in nod, i think it understands
Be simple in your daily tasks and seek what love commands.
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