Is this all?

In the maelstrom of bustling street-life, I am unperturbed,

Content in my way and yours

We are all going the same direction.

Going and going on, never-ending,

Journey, stops and starts

Every day the same.

This is the life I have come to see, and love.

Was I half-shut to the ever-increasing void?

Seen in the stress in my voice? As I lay out my plan before you.

I saw an opening in the cracks through the skies

Of a shine that was coming through,

Promising me something more,

I wanted to catch and embrace it,

But it slowly drifted upward more

Until I couldn’t see it.

And again, we took to the streets,

To meaningful engage the existence that we brought.

The opportunity to begin again,

Lately more than a puff of smoke

From that old engine of mine.

Is this all there is?

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