Fleeting

 

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Sometimes I think that I will find

The secret of having peace of mind

But then come dilemmas that on me bind

Making me feel I’ve fallen behind

These moments sometimes are even combined

Making peace and chaos ill-defined

Confusion and clarity intertwined

Uncertain, unstable, fleeting

Like the pattern of this poem that rhymed

 

Padre

Written for d’Verse Poetics: Impermanence