In variations, life is continued.
One’s trash is another’s pleasure imbued,
A head clearing, generating windmills,
Pies to elbows to books on windowsills,
Changing times and generations renewed.
Eternally our speech and hands are cued
To the soundtrack of the finest etude,
Of cells and bugs, of beast and man who kills
In seasons revolving, a year is wooed,
In a heart of peace, a mind sets no feud,
By treaties and poems through pixels and quills,
Land and sea, in wake and sleep, if God wills,
Of bean and rose, of cat and man all-hued
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