Duality in Motion

Thoughts dashing, ne’er calm nor mild,

Twisting winds, in chaos beguiled.

Fleeting focus, like fireflies in flight,

A mind alight, yet lost to sight.

Emotions swell, a tempest wide,

Surging forth, on fate’s gray side.

Feelings creep with a whispered hue,

Ne’er restful, they force their due.

While others walk a quiet storm,

Minds in light, their hearts inform.

Firm in purpose, the course is set,

Time is theirs, with no regret.

Connections flare, yet burn within,

O yield the mind, like fruit from skin.

Thoughts entwined with impulse caught,

Madness reigns where calm is sought.

Grief blooms when words fall dead,

Fingers point, their trust misled.

Eyes widen, mouths agape,

Anger flares as it takes shape.

Chaos blooms like wildflower dread

Grace in the walls of time not dead.

Storm’s embrace, truth shines clear,

Unlike lips that speak without fear.

Strength lies deep, in shadows bound,

Thoughts unsure, now turned ‘round.

Should I heed this fleeting time,

Or let it pass, in motion’s rhyme?

Embrace the chaos born in still,

Haughty thought, not break my will.

Chaos and calm, a maddened kind,

Beseech the thought, torment the mind.

© Dereck Pritchard, 2024. All Rights Reserved.
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