Tortoise
With that shelly ‘round your belly,
as you meditate in place,
slow and steady most definitely
won’t win the race.
They say for you every hour
Is like for us like a day,
and that all of creation sits upon your shell,
well, then take us for a ride
show us, bestow us your ancient lore,
“Slowly, to see more,
slowly, to feel more,
to know more,
to live more.”
Ah, Great Master Turtle,
I slow down
to catch up to you.
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