Vivacity
O, my soul, strike the balance
twixt lethargic nihilism
and frenetic paranoia.
As the river runs its course,
and the Earth falls in an endless swoon toward the light ...
Let me walk, let me run, let me dance, let me live
eyes sparkling with delight at an existence pregnant with meaning
without fear that I can't possibly do everything I would wish to
knowing that my Earthly walk is a mere stroll
on a road beyond the stars.
16 October 2022
Copyright © J. I. Thomas F. | Year Posted 2022
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