There is an undergirding hum
of throbbing energy, the tick
of a striding clock.
Goosebumps rise on unsuspecting arms
as the wind brings an imperceptible
This breath that I barely acknowledge
the pumping of warmth through my veins
The ping of human interactions
beg for attention away from the
I cautiously slow down my movements
soaking everything in
Savouring the strum of the
melody that accompanies the
striving, rushing, whirling.
I hear clearly as if for the first time
This post is part of the last Five Minute Friday challenge for 2016! What a privilege it has been to gather with this group of writers, free writing for five minutes each Friday in accordance with a prompt. Today’s prompt is ‘now’.