We Are Told Not To Worry | Elizabeth Howlett

We are told not to worry

And yet

We are supposed to be

Making a million Right Decisions.

We march, good soldiers

Step by step,

Row after row,

And yet

What if we stopped, we all stopped?

The madness of life snapping forward without consciousness

Where the only signs of progress are the leaves changing from green to yellow and red?

What if all we had to do was stop and breathe?

Breathe,

Breathe,

Breathe.

And that would be enough.