A stop

A moment

Filled with nothing

But senses

Listening to the heartbeat

Of the world

Taking in all

We cannot see

We forget

To look true

And see depths

Plainly in front

The madness

And the hurry

Silencing the animal

Living at the back of the mind

We push down

The dignity of the wild

Replacing beauty

With trappings

And the joy of the chase

With the mundane

We call civility ~ Caroline A. Slee