Mental Caverns

Moments that steal my breath
from my lungs, pull me out
of my racing thoughts,
stop the looping altogether,
are few and far between.
Mother nature’s beauty
often is the one thing
that can snap me into now.
These mental caverns
I crawl into without thinking
when things shift quickly
resemble the beauty with playing
the same scene of the same movie.
I dream of these summer days,
where I catch a sunset unexpectedly,
become enraptured with the shift
from day to night, these transitions
into the darkness are expected,
just like the different mentalities
within me, and yet the awareness of
moving from one state in time to
the next is something I stop
to notice. I am in awe of the duality
of the day the same way I am with
the different dualities of human beings.

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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