In the dance of time, we find our part, A rhythm pulsing within each heart. To improve the world, we must learn this art, Merge with the essence, never to depart.
Sacred and whole, the world does stand, In harmony, we grasp its hand. Tamper not with what’s been planned, For in its balance, we understand.
In motion and stillness, we find our role, In vigor and rest, we reach our goal. Embrace the flow, heed the call, To be one with the world, standing tall.
In journeys wide, a tourist’s quest, When does one pause, in moments blessed? An artist’s soul, forever yearning, When does one halt, in art’s deep learning?
Scientist’s mind, concepts thrive, Driving discovery, to worlds alive. Passing phases, roads that wind, Yet within, excellence defined.
In the weight of roots, lightness resides, Withholding leads to soaring skies. Kings hasten to know their realm’s expanse, The poor rush home, a humble dance.
Stillness in fullness, a serene art, Nature, content, not longing to depart. Seek, fulfill, in your own domain’s embrace, Purpose blooms where you stand, grace to grace.
