I see and inhabit beauty in a blink.
But it doesn’t change me within.
It doesn’t release the iron jaws of worry,
the buzzing hurry,
the dull certainty that I am, we are,
the world is spiraling down.
Where are you in this?
How can I access the energy
that used to hold me aloft?
~ Dani Kopoulos
Notes:
- Poem: Thank you Make Believe Boutique.
- Painting: “Fumerolle” by Johanne Cullen. “Although from Irish roots, Johanne Cullen grew up in Quebec. Bio can be found here: Galerie D’Art Loft
- Related Posts: “It’s Been a Long Day“