Deep Breathing
Honking horns sound far away
The rush of city traffic flies by
People keep carrying on
The world keeps spinning faster
But the deer graze on the side of the freeways
Eating without a care
Watching as the world passes them by
But the dew glistens
In the early morn
Sparking in the new day’s light
But the leaves turn a pretty hue
Even as they die
Upon the branch
But the sun rises each morn
Sometimes behind clouds
Waiting for its chance to shine
And sometimes in full view
Death, destruction, heartache
Greed, terror, fear, jealousy
May all hold the world in their grasp
But not the sun’s rays
That spread a glow upon your face
But not the maple leaf or cherry blossom
That dazzle you with their rainbow of colors
Reminding you of happiness
And burden-free days
But not the deer that sits by the highway
In tranquility
Not knowing of the horrors not two feet away
Instead focusing on the here
The now
And calmly carrying on