Daily lifeWritten by Honorata Chorazy-Przybysz
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...
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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