My Untitled Poem

All is well, calm and a peaceful panorama,

Yet worries hissing, what could it mean?

A storm may come, or maybe we'll make our own mess,

But why not find comfort in this peaceful address?

?Stability's good, a steady flow,

But a sprinkle of change helps the garden grow.

Listen to the whispers, the world around,

New adventures wait, to be truly found.

Leave the old ways, the daily grind,

Spread your wings, a new path unwinds.

Soar like a kite on a playful breeze,

Or dance like a whirlwind, wild and at ease.

Let every moment bring something new,

Life's like a river, always moving through.

The journey matters, the moments we chase,

Not the final curtain, the ending's embrace.

Let the good times last, don't rush the end,

Live fully, my friend.

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