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We’re connected, he and I


As I walked along an empty road, lost in my thoughts

A little turtle, slow and steady, crossed my path

Reminding me of myself

I watched it plod slowly along

 

                                        His bright, numerous spots                                     

Mirror my own unique style and quirks

Be yourself his shell speaks to me

Stand out from the bale

 

His shell protects him from harm

Just as my home shields me

from the dangers of the outside world

We find comfort in our shelters

 

The turtle’s slow and methodical movements

Remind me that patience

slow and steady, will win the race

We’re connected, he and I

 

Confidently gliding through the forest

He never pauses to question his instincts

Relying on himself and confident in his decisions

Mirrors my own self-reliance and independence

 

His determination on reaching his destination

Match my own drive,

Reflect my motivation heading towards a goal

We’re connected, he and I

 

Looking around the dark, deep forest before us

The turtle and I are matched, our souls entwined

We’re similar, he and I, finding peace

In this dim, quiet place, we’ve found paradise

 

His long neck poking out, taking in his surroundings

Reflects my same curiosity to see new and wondrous things

In the ever-changing world around me

We’re connected, he and I

 

Boom! Thunder rumbles in the distance

The turtle’s neck quickly contracts

back into his shell he goes

Just as I shy away from the fearful unknowns

 

It soon starts to pour down rain

And I quickly scoop him up, to a place free from danger

Providing him the love and comfort he needs

As a loyal companion should always do

 

A radiant rainbow appears in the sky

And I turn to leave, back to the world awaiting beyond

But I know I will never truly abandon this turtle

As we’re connected, he and I

 

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