I am the tree standing in silence, watching, listening to the world around me
the younger, the older and the families
in a day like this, summer day in the park, everyone was seen to be at ease
and in the middle, loners like me, pretending to exist
Is funny how fast life can be,
looking to the younger with regret,
looking to the older for what I´ll be one day,
and I see the families with sadness in my heart
for the one I miss.
POTENTIAL
Exists in each moment of quietude as alone, sought is found always. ~s~