Don't Rush

to enjoy the walk
don't rush your steps

savor the view of
a beautiful morning

what is there?
do not infuse thoughts
on what is there

this is the world
and this is your first time

to see and feel
the falling of the leaf

the first ray of the
sun
that today touches
your hair

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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