Report Blog Entry
Ascend in the moment
You don't notice your own decay, when stress makes your hair turn grey. Permanently only the time in view. Always looking for something new. Distracted with the daily grind. Forgetting how to nourish the mind. Rushing through life like it is a race. Not noticing life’s beauty and grace. Don’t live in the future, it’s uncertain. Be present before it’s the final curtain. (written by KiBLS and Bart23) Written: 09.03.2020 | Published: 09.03.2020
If you liked the poem please leave one or two kudos, a comment and let's become friends!
Open this poem in another language
Visit my website for more poetry like this!
Comments
Displaying 0 of 0 comments ( View all | Add Comment )