Poetry - Some Days
Some Days
Some days
I just have to be still
Like I am frozen
Waiting to melt
Some days
I just have to be still
Like if I move
I'll fly away
Some days
I just have to be still
My legs are rooted
like a tree
Some days
I just have to be still
Maybe I'm just lazy
Some days
I just have to be still
My brain registers
nothing
but the sound
of crickets chirping
For the moment,
it is an empty vessel
Everything is hazy
Some days
I just have to be still
And so I retreat
to that place
where I can
just be still
in quiet meditation
except for the sound
of the crickets
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