"Amid willowy mists I stand
Waters beckon to fallen leaves,
Shadows dance on the lake"

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We live in a world that is too speeded up.

We need to slow down to the speed of life, as the title of a popular book suggests. We need to slow down to allow our souls to catch up to our bodies.

One way I do that is by writing poetry. In order to write poetry, we need to slow down long enough to catch...

"Life is but a fleeting reflection on the mirror of existence,
Permanence exists not, and if your heart speaks otherwise,
It lies to you.

Impermanence is the essence of life, and this very truth sets us free. Life is precious, life is fleeting. Live well" A Fleeting Life