Kimberly Knowle-ZellerWhat it Feels Like to be at Peace with Myself
// What it Feels Like to be at Peace with Myself //
To go to the water
even with encroaching deadlines
dishes to clean and laundry to wash
even when doing nothing feels wasteful
to sit without an agenda
only needing to be present
to breath, wind, water.
To hear the bullfrog croak
watch the dragonflies
twirl and dance around one another
hear splashes
watch ripples of water
feel the breeze on my face
see trees reflecting on the lake
only needing to be present
to plants, creatures, myself.
To not pick up the phone to scroll
not forgetting that the world is on fire
but precisely that it is
and my spirit needs the reminder
of the way of the natural world —
where seasons come and go
animals sing their songs
the birds still search for worms
make nests for their eggs
where the sun will rise and set
the days will continue
a new dawn always within reach.
To get up and keep breathing
taking one step after another
returning to those deadlines, dishes, and laundry
to read the news through prayers and pleas
to feel the wind
and presence
and trust that this peace I carry
will be enough
to face the day.
// Inspired by Lyndsay Rush and her new poetry book: A Bit Much
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