Daily life

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As years pass by we slowly start realising that collection of days, months, seasons and years happens without our control and kind of between the lines. We are trapped in daily repetition of tasks and activities like unconscious creatures acting in some kind of trans without any reflection. Then sometimes we stop when we are caught in the ordinary moment of extraordinary- maybe the shape of clouds seen through the window, maybe the random melody on the radio...And we wonder..Where did life go? Life goes on every day, every mundane minute and second...We breathe in and breathe out past all the time. Short poem that crossed my soul when I thought about it...

 

 

 

Daily life

 

 

 

 

 

Normality of life

 

Daily tasks of repetition

 

When day goes by

 

In a rhythm of domestic movement

 

 

 

That stillness in being

 

For just passing by

 

When days are long

 

And life very short

 

Speeded up in a blink

 

Of what we thought was just another day…

 

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