2015-07-29

詩 Rush

Thoughts of dusk crowd in
Only the flurry of activity for its own sake
Keeps them at bay

There is no end nor any beginning
Pauses have no cause to start again
Headlong rush seeks no pause but exhaustion

Spirituality holds its breath
Art becomes mere distraction
Until I see you again

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