On March 27, 2024

Poetry is Power: The bunny’s field of daisies

Fields and fields of daisies,

As far as the eye can see.

Bunnies hopping around,

Cute little creatures,

So carefree,

Not paying attention to anything else.

Right now,

They are paying attention to

where they are,

Paying attention to when it is.

That’s what’s important.

Paying attention to themselves,

Paying attention to their families,

To their friends,

They don’t need to get caught up

in the drama of elsewhere,

They are here,

It is now.

They wanted to send a reminder out,

To all the people of the world,

To be kind to each other,

And especially,

To be kind,

To yourself.

You don’t need to worry about the past,

You don’t need to worry about the future,

Focus on now,

Focus on here.

The bunnies are telling us,

To take time to ourselves,

To spend more time with family,

To go relax in a field of daisies,

To be calm,

And especially,

To be happy.

The bunnies want to share,

Their field of daisies,

With you.

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