In rushing, seek how far you’ll fly.
Yet, shining bright won’t make you yearn,
Life’s a dance, slow and steady, we learn.
Progress whispers, step by step,
In finishing, the masterpiece we prep.
In doing what’s natural, we find our call,
Flowing freely, mastering it all.
No rush needed, no stillness bind,
With life’s rhythm, true joy we find.
Be fluent, be you, in this cosmic play,
Embrace the flow, let it lead the way.
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