Gentle Gradation

Truly full of sound and fury.
Little rest and always hurry.
I Pause. Some hesitation.
Take in a gentle gradation,
Nature’s nuance.

Soft vibrations on the air,
Have a different meaning here.
Take a break from combat mode,
Let something older take hold.
Nature’s nuance.

Chickadee flits through the air,
Thankfully, not selfaware.
Admiring the armored symmetry
Of an old oak tree.
Sweet nuance.

My worries are an early morning mist.
The sun gets higher, they don’t exist.
This is a moment without thought or time
In this moment I free my mind,
And notice the nuance.

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