Sometimes I Want the World to Stop
By Julie Bonde
Some days I just want the world to stop,
I want to get off the train,
Today is one of those days,
I want it to stop so I can celebrate the beauty of the world.
I want to laugh, meditate, write, sing.
It is the miracles, the light, the sun, and the angels
That make me want to get off.
Stop the busy-ness, stop the rush,
Go slower, breath slower,
No anxious skips of my heart,
Just a simple plodding along
And stopping whenever I want
To smell the roses.
The world is too beautiful,
Too much color, too much texture,
Too much music, thousands of tunes, different beats,
Languages by the hundreds,
Animals and plants too many to count,
Cultures, religions, and ideas,
Families, friends, connections,
Billions of people,
Trillions of stars, planets, space,
The universe is too bountiful,.
To want to rush by and miss it all.