Out of place

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I find myself so out of place

in a frenzied world always on the go…

people afraid to sit still…

scared of silence, with no desire to be

alone with their thoughts…

talking about a lot of things

inconsequential facts and figures….

making a lot of noise with words

having no depth or meaning….

the mad rush to reach somewhere

do something, be someone….

with no time to spend or spare

for things that really matter…

How I wish I could just walk away

from this dramatic show of life

into a world of shadowy light

filled with magic and mystery

birdsong and balmy silence

surrounded by rustling trees

glistening with misty vapours

where time is in no hurry to

meet deadlines or reach goals

 to just stand and look around without

the need to rush about, trying to fit in

a world where I do not belong..

happy to be alone… and be myself..

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