Simple waits

a simple poem

Simple is exact - uncomplicated, 

with power to relax the unmotivated.

Silence, except a counting clock

where time’s passing is illustrated.

Simple is enough, and it awaits
me in this familiar place.
I wish I could stay,
spend the whole day
and live just awhile at this pace.

Complex seems to call me

it waits just outside the door

I come here to breathe in memories

and bask in simplicity once more.

Author's Note

all comments welcome

Reviews

[blackbelief]

Hey, that brought a smile on my face. Very nice write.