Running up
a hill…
Right foot’s grounded touch
holds
a weighted pause…
a black line
divides
between
moments…
looking forward,
a birds tale
reaches back,
framed within
fabric,
paper
and
numbers.
Do you ever feel like you are running up a hill while standing still? Maybe the standing still part of the upward climb is actually a good place to sit and wonder about, especially at this time of year, which may hold feelings of overwhelming busyness within a frame of too little time. How important is the speed in relation to the climb?
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