Play (Poem)

When we are constantly, stimulated, entertained and distracted, we are neglected.

Our mind, body, soul not consciously connected.

No space to be silent.

No link to love and release.

It's as if we're searching the t.v. show for this vital missing piece.

This piece you look for is not hard to find.

I promise, if you stop and listen,

 you'll come to across this scared peace of mind.

There's a reason we enjoy nature.

There's a reason we need to run.

There's a reason we feel rejuvenated in the heat of the morning sun.

We are not built for constant screens.

We are not meant to feel stressed everyday.

We are not meant to be so 'busy'

Go outside and fucking play!

Play with your children,

run around and be free,

free from always doing and simply be.

For you are a magnificent human being on this glorious plant earth.

Step up and take your place.

Rebirth.