Slow Insides

I am the sandpiper that skips over stones on our walk
I squawk like you talk and kick steps hip hop
I want to slow inside, steady willow dripping down

To fill with seeds, soften
To find weight, sink
Prize space/time 

My nature drowns in much muchness

To root down, fall into earth
Watch humans rush
To find now, be, notice

No speeding through air clouds
Heart like ocean, brain like universe
Push down, pull up, legs grip, still wavering stalks

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash.