Certainly motion
a drawing fire,
perhaps
emotion,
what compels a heart,
a soul, a state of mind,
to seek new energy,
to find a rhythm
while we balance
scrutiny, delight – fear,
trepidation, anxiety,
hope and idyllic dreams.
We might argue the
nature of our lives
becomes a circle of
despair, while in a
moment we feel
absolute ecstasy.
In the irony of peace,
perhaps then is the
ritual familiar,
the true sudden clarity …
gravity of the situation.
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