CALM Publishing

THE DUST WE WALK ON

 

Pre-eminent, self-belief

Requisite to happiness

Whether maimed or gifted

Incarcerated or well-invested

Famous or pure passerby

Beaming to the sun

Or lost in a damp cave

You will follow your confidence

Which fortunately our mind can provide –

Producing self-worth from kind acts

            All you need to do

            Is carry out a few

            Sometimes say yes

            Instead of a scowl try a smile

            Small movement of the lips

            A bit brighter open eyes

            The concrete starts to sparkle

            Green mist seeps from trees

            And as always, the shimmering city

            Reflected off a calm bay

            Ripples in blue tide

            Asking for nothing –

            Maybe to be looked at.

            Maybe the function of this earth is to

            Let us see, touch and hear beauty.

            We age, nature stays.

            We become the dust we walk on.

Our lives meaningful and simple

Non-injury

Some well-meaning acts

All words carefully executed

Lacking lies and deceit     

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