It seems a little off,
Distant in a sense.
The warmth of the sun and the rustle of the trees.
The small birds singing through the Spring air.
It’s peaceful, and it’s there, but I’m not.
A whole ecosystem is bustling
Whilst I’m rustling inside
What am I doing? What’s next? Why?
To sit in nature is so pure,
To find a stillness in natural chaos,
I,
I don’t think that’s for us.
For us to be chaotic in a natural stillness.
That feels more apt.
Maybe I should just go outside.
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