The world leans on a single breath,
and ripples begin their journey here.
A whisper of effort can topple kings,
like leaves falling on a quiet pond.
Change, a subtle knife in soft butter,
sliding through layers unseen before.
The mind, an acrobat on a wire,
a step taken sends echoes outward.
With courage, it rewrites tired tales,
new lines inked in the faded margins.
As boots press into fresh, wet earth,
the past crumbles, replaced by daring.
Grace lies in each deliberate move,
a ballet of intention and resolve.
Action, crafting a world from dreams,
pushing buttons that light up time.
That heartbeat pulses through the veins,
reminding us, to change, to shift now.
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Comments1
Very poetic Gray this one floats on a poetic pen. Nicely done
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