by Christopher Walsh, 4/20/2021-5/2/2021
Events were avalanching —
And Much took place, then More
Then Too Much More, as well,
Asserting force on us
And swamping us
Until the sixty seconds in each minute
Felt overwhelmed and packed to burst
And overcome, events-wise.
This happened more, and often:
The News had added weight,
Concern that turned into something aggressive
It's hard to turn our backs on Earth.
That's truly true: try looking at ninety degrees
What does that ceiling now remind you of? Or
What does that sky remind you of?
Our thoughts go somewhere: over-thinking's very possible.
(I'm not a meditation-doer, though I've heard it can help.)
But under-thinking's not a way out, either:
Our minds, unused, unsupervised,
Can go unruly, further into thoughts unwanted, ways afield.
Our minds: they want to think.
It's not their fault that Too Much More
So: how to pause? And what can ease?
I want myself, and each of us,
To reach more calm, to understand:
We never have to wait for Now.
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