
The author in July of 2023, photographed in Wellfleet, Massachusetts by Vincent Manta @papertableproductions (COPYRIGHT © 2023 PAPERTABLEPRODUCTIONS - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.)
I was born a restless soul in motion
running out each clock I find
racing inside of my own mind
if I don't stop, I'll never have
to be
I drank distraction like a potion
killing time to waste it
it felt good just to taste it
but then it was gone
and there's nothing left to see
I was a slave to my emotion
pulled by the waves in my heart's ocean
no charts or guides could ever
track her tides
I immersed myself in futures uncertain
would not pull back my present's curtain,
moved on before
I could ever be left behind
I was born a restless soul in motion
until I was struck by the notion
that stillness is my ticket to be free



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