Stop and Stare

Stop and stare
At those unwinding roads,
The beams of sunlight playing hide and seek
The birds you hear but can’t see,
The winds that blow your hair,
At the gurgling river,
The dry leaves that rustle past you
The sounds of soft thunder before a rainfall

Stop and stare at those
In unabashed joy

That’s all you have to do while you are here

Stop. Stare. Just be.

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