The Peaks and the Valleys

Resting, motionless, physically at the end of the day,

I see the hours just past,

Their peaks, clear from the sun soaked slopes,

Obvious to me as I reflect on my day with humanity.


Silently I congratulate myself on the wins,

A gleaming landscape viewed from afar,

Not focused on the detail,

But rather the result.


Then, suddenly, a twinge of the soul,

Piques my interest, not in a good way.

The shadows and valleys are teaming with others,

Unnoticed by me with my wide angle lens.


The shade blinds me temporarily,

But if I squint and ignore the mountaintop,

I can see a farmer ploughing,

Someone swimming in the river. A shopper just buying.


All I need to do is pause and notice.

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