I don’t remember falling
but landing in a heap was inevitable
as I had been stumbling for far too long
I can get up
but will stay for a moment or two
face down, earth imprinted in my brow
the soil smells of summer
birds above me are in song
bumble bees vibrate in flyovers
the pace has been too swift
to recognize the pieces
that hold us together
is this the reminder that changes the course
time will tell, but keep in mind
time waits for no one
as I rise to start again
a grin pulls at my cheeks
laughing at myself
looking in your window 
Very evocatively versed. Nice work
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You’re very welcome
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Thanks for sharing such a masterly penned poem; love the imagery and humour. I have re-blogged. Have a great day.
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Much appreciate the kind words and you sharing. Be well.
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My pleasure. Stay Safe. Stay Smiling.
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