Peace, tranquility, freedom, space;
Then you arrive to take their place;
Wreaking havoc at a frenetic pace;
A whirlwind in a competitive race.

Sucking in all that is near;
Holding on tight to all that’s dear;
Then letting go without fear;
Dissipating as quickly as you appear.

Fatigue, boredom, empty space;
Nothing here to take your place;
Moving at a solemn pace;
Losing steam in an illusory race.

Published by JJJ Interactive Books

Books and poetry.

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