Transfixed - unable to move on Peace and tranquility shattered Try to don a brace face … While the shutterbugs and voices spell disgrace. Where does the road lead from this moment on? Travel at snail’s pace the body wrought The mind tired and the heart near dead A chance glimpse at the untidy inviting bed The pillows wet with tears hear the sorrows every night And the sun at the crack of dawn beckons - get a move on. Walk albeit a tad steady taking in the surroundings A laborer here and there with their masonry underway Children on their way to school … Office goers getting on with the grind…. Vehicles whizzing in a hurry to beat the traffic snarls Vendors selling their wares Shops unlocking their shutters…. And…. A final realization that, come what may It is the now that makes the most of every moment Life is meant to be lived… A whole new direction - a brand new way.
A little bit of this and that and then some.