There’s a day
In late summer
When the sun presses
Down upon my face like a hot stone,
And a cool breeze
Licks across my skin
With the promise
Of autumn on its breath.
When the sky is so
Blue that it
Can’t be real,
And the green of
The leaves stand
Bright against it in natural negative.
My mind falls back
To memories
Of mountain paths,
Of the natural state
Of humanity,
And I wonder
Why we ever chose Civilisation.
On days like this
I crave a simpler life
Of nature,
Where there are
No alarm clocks
Or meetings,
Where survival is the only obligation.
In the end
It is a futile longing
As I grab my computer
To write down again my ironic dissatisfaction.
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Donna Sherriff is a New Zealand based improvement and operations management specialist. Seeing a need for simple, no fuss, improvement advice she started The Lean Minimalist blog in 2017. Donna writes articles offering advice and tips for rapid and sustainable business improvement based on over 15 years in Senior Management roles.
Passionate about sharing the lessons of over 20 years on the high performance track Donna offers coaching services to professionals. She also writes about her own personal improvement journey, minimalism, and her life long struggle against the tyranny of cookies and sugar which she overcame in 2020. These days, Donna is pursuing a journey to earn her black belt in Taekwondo after a long hiatus of 16 years away from training. On the side she is an amateur but passionate musician and poet.
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