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May 2014
Its so silent I can hear myself breathe
I can hear the wind sing its song outside and maybe a car drive by
- but that is all.

I am here writing,
trying to express my self as I have this urge to let it all out,
to be a part of something greater-
Something Better.

We search for better-
Always searching for something better, something greater- something more.
So busy searching we forget to truly live.

We let moments pass us by,
moments of time that are there for us to seize.
Moments that we could enjoy with the people we love,
or doing the things we love, or
stopping
 for a moment
to listen,
learn from,  and                       
love ourselves.

We are to consumed with wanting to be better financially,
wanting more,
competing,
struggling,
chasing pointless unimportant relationships,
allowing pointless situations to bring us down and consume our time worrying about them,  

  until
    
we realize one day that time has passed,          
  years have passed

Whether we are successful or not in our chase for more,
Once that time has passed it is too late, it is lost, gone forever
And only then will we want the more fulfilling 'more's',
the 'more's' our hearts truly desire.

The more time we should have spent with our partners
The more time we should have spent with our parents
The more time we should have spent with our children
The more time we should have spent with our siblings
The more time we should have spent with our truest of friends

The more time we should have
spent with our pets,
doing the things we truly love doing,
enjoying every moment we have in our lives,
instead of chasing the dollar
or stressing over
pointless matters 
 that are going to be forgotten about soon after.

 The more time we should have spent learning from,
listening to,
connecting with, 
and loving,
  
ourselves.



Its so silent I can hear myself breathe
I can hear the wind sing its song outside and maybe a car drive by - but that is all.

A moment of silence, a moment of peace.
Connecting with my inner self,
Not anxious, or worried, or losing my breath.
I am peaceful.
I am alive,
and
*I can hear my self breathe.
Self reflection
Kaye B Anderson
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