the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 254 – Important Matter

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It cannot be made
Calculated nor measured
Constructed nor created
No you cannot hold it
In the palm of your hand
And still, we search it
Attempting to set into
Motion: a movement
Where improvement
Cannot result in
A specific ending
No, the wind tries to
Set it’s course
But it is simply forced
Ashore

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