Inspir-A-Poem™ Number Eighteen

Turmoil.
Sudden changes. High emotions.
Turmoil seizes the day.

It is a sign of progress.
Static is a false sense of security.

When everything is at rest
… no conscious interaction is required.
Habitual behavior seizes the day.

Waking from the stupor and pushing forward
… the currents begin to swirl around us.
Turmoil will seize the day.

The new patterns will eventually emerge
… and new rituals will be formed.
Habitual behavior will seize the day.

And thus the wheel has made another turn.
The wheel always is.
The turning is beyond the day.

Copyright © 2009 Anna Jedrziewski

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