I am tired.
If I have to come up with one more answer, I might never speak again.
If only I could relax,
taste the salt of the sea and the warmth of the sun against my neck
contrasting the sharp grey corners of the desk I occupy.
If only I could lie down and never get up
my heartbeat one with Mother Earth's
I would have all the time in the world to think
yet I would think about nothing.
I would be lazy as the lapping waves.
I would enjoy it enormously
if only, if only.
Posted in response to the challenge Lazy.
Comments
It's interesting to think about people's varying definitions of lazy. Some might wish for a cozy day on the couch with their dog; others, like you, write about the warmth of the summer sun on your skin and connecting to nature. I would never call that laziness, I'd call it medicine for the soul! I hope someday soon you have a chance to lounge beneath a blue sky and truly forget the world, "laziness" be damned!
I absolutely love your interpretation of the challenge! As someone else commented, this sounds like medicine for the soul, which is something I think everyone needs. Very touching poetry:)
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