Fast-Paced

Often you reel, stagger and fall
  in the dizzying whirl of complexities 
    of a fast-paced, competitive city life; 
      you think you've got to rush along 
        armed with complicated schemes
          or else, you'll end up very dead;


you may take counsel from water 
  that has just been poured into a glass,
    filling, taking the form of the latter,
      patiently  waiting for tiny particles 
        that float or swirl in it to settle down,
          as silent sediments at its bottom.

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