Escalators.
They move when you don’t.
Easy.
And awkward.
You struggle with your trolley,
are scared your high heels get caught when you get off.
Also, it’s not going fast enough,
you’re in a hurry!
Let’s move, move, MOVE it, people!
You shove.
You push.
You know you’re impolite.
You don’t care.
You’re late.
You must.
The escalator moves.
You don’t.
If you’d just let it
you’d enjoy the ride,
enjoy the lightness
of being moved,
carried without effort,
moved without moving.
But still, you grip the rail
so tight.
(It hurts.)
Can you let it move you?
You’ll see that everything still moves.
Without a you.
At all.
Love,
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