The outer world is full of haste.
The more we rush, the less we taste.
A listless dream not quite replaced
The lies we tell, that can’t be faced.
Let the awakening commence.
Return once more, this solid core
and leap the obstructing fence.
Return your eye to something lost
Though, turbulent hopes
were torn and tossed.
It’s time to be shaken!
Find flowers in snow.