Stop pushing the future


Stop pushing the Future
Like the last grains of white powder
– the last stack of chips
– the last debt that you owed
– the last oath that you promised
– the last deal that you closed
– the last seed that you sowed.

Stop pushing the Future
The Spring doesn’t come any quicker…

Let it rest in your palm
With the will not to harm
And you’ll be amazed
You’ll be amazed.

Stop – pushing the Future
Like you haven’t died a thousand times over
– haven’t loved like a Poet
– haven’t bound like a Ring
– haven’t fought like a Mother
– haven’t lost like a King.

Stop pushing the Future
The blossom doesn’t bloom any quicker…

Let it rest in your palm
With the will not to harm
And you’ll be amazed
You’ll be amazed.

About subincontinentia

writer and eternal optimist
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