Slow is a tongue no longer wagging but licking

Slow is a quiet mind

Slow is the lap of water against a dock, or legs, or rocks

Slow are the bubbles of champagne fizzing as the sun sets

Slow is the seed in the earth growing into the plant

Slow is the loud silence of nature

Slow is the wind making the grass dance in the light of the sun

Slow is the taste of hot black coffee, but not the sensation after when it hits the bloodstream

Slow is the aging nick nacks and brick a brack passed down from family member to family member

Slow is a nap taken at the top of a mountain or in a cabin of girls, the sticky heat of a lighting storm

Slow is the flu and a cat in your arms

Slow is rose petals, scent, tea, color

Lily Buckner