Each of us holds a key
To knowing ourselves
We operate by a simple logic
Grooming our moments to shine
Yet how is it that
Like a machine that rattles
With misstep
Our lives become entangled
By hardship
Ill feelings
Wild notions
Fearful reckonings
~
For a moment we are left in pause
Searching for solace
Seeking out our friends
To respond with dignity
When seconds earlier
Our lives were muddied in peril
Worry alone people tell
Each other
One, another
Independent encounters
We are driven
By passions
Occasionally misaligned
~
Our lives are sudden
Responses to the environment
That naturally exists around us
Ever blanketing our human condition
Always eschewing beauty in song
Slight winds coveted skies
We live amongst certain delight
And when letting go
Life happens in genuine Glory
In quiet we become learned souls
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