Finally, a poem that isn't sad, and wasn't prompted by much of anything except a beautiful line someone sent me on Facebook!
The line was, "The birds go flying at the speed of sound." I hadn't heard Coldplay's song with that lyric, so I decided to write a poem around that line. I learned of its origin before I put the line in, though, so while that was my inspiration, this poem is entirely my own.
Slow
Breathe deeply
Move slowly
Pick yourself up off the ground.
Watch the people scurry past
Live your secret life
Never lie.
Truth shall be sacred
Revere silence
An ephemeral life is waste.
So stand
Breathe in
Stand witness to the world.
Watch time go by
At the speed of song
Live without regret
See yourself belong.
-Carlin
