Regular People

When we can step down

take the edge off of that destination

stop and pause

realize there really is no direction

so imperative

so driving

so valuable

we drop everything else

or stumble upon anything standing in our way.

We stand erect

to shine in sunlight,

we look upon each other

and question the framework

of how one adds up to the other.

‘At the end of the day’

yes, it does,

every daylight returns to night

a circle of life

a circle of time,

we are all part of this design.

Though there may be material icons,

in the end, we are sweet or we are divine.