Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

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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