Busy
Rushing, always rushing to where I need to be,
looking, always looking for the things I need to see,
stopping, never stopping, just climbing up the hill,
blocking out the voice telling me to, "Be still-
and know that I am God."
Searching, always searching for the happiness inside,
swimming, always swimming against the rushing tide,
pushing, always pushing, keeping on until,
a small voice stops me and tells me to, "Be still-
and know that I am God."
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