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