I was going to write about
The art of seeing
But
Sometimes my heart is too loud.
I can’t see
I can’t speak
There are no words
It swirls and it spins
It grabs my attention
Pulls me into
Uncertainty
Demanding
That I slow down
Stop
Stop looking out
Or searching for clever words
to hide behind
Stop
Just stop
Be
In the middle
Of the swirl
Inside my chest
Wait
Just wait
Stay
Here
Now
I could carry this in my pocket to remind me in those times when I forget to stop!