If Only

• Fieke Van Der Kamp, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2022

That's done, I must push forward now
Next! Next! 'fr eternity…
A space of nothingness seems, wow
That cannot be for me!

I know there’s beauty I would see
If. I. Could. Just. Slow. Down.
So why does it bear down on me
When everything seems lown?

I pause and look around, seeing
A million lonely heads
Blinkers on, like horses fleeing,
They fight for their own threads

If only we combined them all
With all our brushstrokes we
Would paint a world, none’d truly fall
Forever we’d all be