mind wandering
back to the beautiful
blue of the sky
the green of the trees
wind in my hair.

it is criminal to be
inside a building with
only small windows,
worse to be trapped
in a meeting with
people who have not
seen the sun since
walking into the building.

I used to be that busy,
thinking I was important
and my work NEEDED to
be completed NOW.

I bought into the illusion
we operate under
that helps us through each day.

diagnosed with a tumor,
surgery and recovery
never quite the same again,
I was gifted with the reminder
that I am a small cog in a
very large machine…replaceable.

replaceable and free!

free to slow down,
take the time to enjoy
each moment
as it comes.


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