Standing Still

sometimes
i feel like i am
standing still

that the world
is moving and
passing me by

sometimes
i see myself
like a child
waiting to
board the
kiddy ride at
the park…

i never
jumped in…

hesitation
or fear had
overcome me

what have i
been afraid of
all this time?

why is it
so hard to
join in and
be a part of
the flow of life?

do i stand here
waiting for some
thing to happen?

here i stand
waiting, then…

just waiting
and watching
the flowers bloom
and butterflies
outside my window

perhaps wishing to
be a beautiful butterfly
free and being immersed
with its surroundings…

i guess i wish i were
a butterfly free and clear
not afraid to be one with
my own surroundings…

and here i stand
looking out the window
waiting…

watching life go by

watching

life…

© 2006 Carlos Rull

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Carlos Rull

Carlos Rull is a musician living in the San Diego area. His interests include Yoga, Eastern Philosophy, Zen Buddhism, and Gardening. He plays drums, piano, and composes New Age & Ambient music, and his albums are available on iTunes and Amazon.com.

4 thoughts on “Standing Still

  • Friday February 3, 2006 at 4:38 am
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    Carlos,

    I have that same window in which I look out from, afraid many times to be immersed in the flow of life. I stand as you stand, wishing to be as free as the creatures that roam freely, unbound by fear and hesitations. I’m working on this slowly. I open the windows and reach out my hands. I lean over and almost fall over, and I hurry back inside : )

    So for now, I’ll wave to you from my window.
    And watch life.

    Wishing that you become the butterfly soon.
    So that I may watch you from my window,
    as you fly happily and freely : )

    ~zaya

  • Thursday February 2, 2006 at 8:38 pm
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    Carlos,

    I have that same window in which I look out from, afraid many times to be immersed in the flow of life. I stand as you stand, wishing to be as free as the creatures that roam freely, unbound by fear and hesitations. I’m working on this slowly. I open the windows and reach out my hands. I lean over and almost fall over, and I hurry back inside : )

    So for now, I’ll wave to you from my window.
    And watch life.

    Wishing that you become the butterfly soon.
    So that I may watch you from my window,
    as you fly happily and freely : )

    ~zaya

  • Friday February 3, 2006 at 10:06 am
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    thank you for your thoughts… nicely said.

    perhaps, we are living in cocoons, awaiting the chance to become free… 🙂

  • Friday February 3, 2006 at 2:06 am
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    thank you for your thoughts… nicely said.

    perhaps, we are living in cocoons, awaiting the chance to become free… 🙂

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