It feels like the world is stationary.
It seems like the plants are grounded
By all appearances, it’s only the animals that move about
From here to there
Slowly, fast.
But not so.
Everything is moving.
At great speed
The tiniest cell
The largest star
All hurtling through space
The planet
The solar system
The galaxy
All galaxies
The universe
Heading somewhere.
So that’s why
Things change
So quickly.
If feels like
Parts of me
Can’t keep up
But it stands to reason
That I am somehow
Swimming along
With the great
Tide.
© Glenda Kotchish
June 13, 2018