"Stop"

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Stop.
Look around.
Where are you going so fast?
Can your feet be still?
Are you afraid to think
of what you will learn
and what you will do
if you stop? Yes.
Charged like a battery
everyday. Alone to ponder.
A searcher. For what?
Running in every way
every day
is your solution?
Why?
Stop look and listen
to your call.
There is a peaceful place
deep down inside of you
waiting.
Your bare feet
feel the cool rain.
You spend time looking
at the hummingbirds
on the morning glories
in the rain
outside your writing window
on Gypsys fence.
Why can't you look away?
What holds you?
The cats are dry
on the porch.
The dog is asleep
on the sofa.
It is quiet
as the rain falls
on the metal roof
of the cabin
There are places to go
work to do
and people to see.
The woods won't
let you go.
Solitude your soul.
Can you?
Peace.
Stop.
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