A turtle carries
the world on its back,
and I weep if an hour
passes too quickly.
I talk faster
than the shelled
creature can move,
but it reaches its
destination while
I make excuses
to never begin.
It is born ancient,
wise, connected
to earth’s heart.
I need to kneel
at its passage
and ask it to teach me
how to have patience
in my journey
when ten steps forward
leaves me twenty
steps behind.
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‘…born ancient,
wise, connected
to earth’s heart’.