Doing Nothing

Doing Nothing

There were times,

we didn’t know

what to say,

or what to do.

We only observed

the lights flashing in the distance.

In that frozen stare

was the peace

of doing nothing,

a first and last resort,

as time flew away

back to the beginning,

in an infant stare

observing.

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