Slow Down

Much later than I would've liked to close my eyes,
Much more on my mind than I'd like to admit,
Much less time than I'd like to have-
But really what is time?
A figment of our imagination?
A comatosed sleep induced by over self medication?
A dream that is on repeat, with scenarios slightly changing?

We get so wrapped up in time.
It is such an incredibly complex thing.
How many hours in a day?
How many minutes does each task take?
But really, we are only making time fly by when we focus our energy on it.
We, as beings of this brightly lit, beautiful, and bountiful universe have the ability to slow time down.

So why don't we?
It is a practice that I've been trying to learn,
Eventually I'd like to master it.

By being mindful we can slow down time.
We can examine each moment...
Each second...
As it is presented to us.

We can use our senses to admire the aromas that surround us,
Intake the aesthetic pleasures that nature has birthed.
Let us use our tongues not as a weapon of rage,
But as a weapon of love and lust.
Let us taste our deepest desires,
Even those, that society forbids us.

Let us live for the experience.
Let us live for the moment.

Slow it down.
Take it in.
Feel each molecule that surrounds your skin.
Feel every inch of every breath that fills your lungs to their capacity.

Delve into the beauty of a timeless eternity with me.
Take my hand.
Say you will.

Dare to drink from the fountain of youth,
Dare to slow time down,
For slowing time down, means to step out of one's comfort zone.
Let's be each other's muses.
Let's paint a picture with the time we will gain,
Let our eyes paint with purples and greys,
Let our tongues paint with yellows and tangerine,
And let our passion paint with colors of Rose and Violet.

Just close your eyes,
Breathe slow and deep,
And dream walk to me.