In melodies light, we sway and dance, To aroma’s call, we take a chance. In quests for beauty, far and near, Yet, air, water, light, ever so clear.
No hue, no scent, no flavor’s kiss, Yet they mold our essence, never to miss. Truth akin to these, silent and grand, To make them great, our life’s demand.
In the dance of the river’s might, It knows not its own power’s light. Clouds drift by, but do they own The river’s flow, its endless tone?
The sea, vast and wide, does it hold Control over rivers, young and bold? In nature’s symphony, all play their part, Yet none own, none control, none apart.
Life’s journey, a rhythm so pure, Experience its gift, of this be sure. In the world of existence, take your cue, Enjoy the dance, be one with the view.
