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Mar 2014
Sometimes we get so busy, trying to find ourselves,
all we do is look inward.
Sometimes we get so busy, looking inside ourselves,
we forget how to look out and observe.
Sometimes we completely lose track of our surroundings,
we stand with arms open, the world in constant motion.
Sometimes it's okay to not say a word, be completely silent,
we fade into the furthest background.
Only then can we start to slow down, enter back into reality,
all we have to do is find where we are.
Sometimes we don't like where we are, it's frustrating and inhibits us,
we forget how to look for inspiration.
Sometimes all we do is think about money, how it never comes,
we sit with palms open, waiting for it to appear.
Sometimes all we do is think about fame, all that it would change,
when we must already be famous to someone.
Forever we must remember who we are, listen to that voice,
let it get all fired up and tell us what we need.
Forever we have to look out at the world, no matter how long we've been here,
we remember there is always something beautiful to be found.
For the rest of whatever we have to, no matter how little time,
take a moment to let it all be still.
Sometimes in that quiet moment, when we have found ourselves,
all we can do is be content.
Written by
Hanna Elizabeth
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