A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


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Break

Stop. A while. Awhile
Whatever, wherever, stop.

The rhythm, the drumbeats,
Of your daily pace need
A break.

I tell myself.
Stop. Break the rhythm.
Least you wear
Down.
Out.

Burn. Seethe.
And pale into a body with no soul.

2 April, 2021 Day#2 of Napowrimo 2021

I wrote it on 1 April. In advance! With a mandala, overleaf 💕
Here it be 💞