Lull
Blue skies, warm sun, the brilliant leaves of autumn,
I often wish they would always be the norm.
Then rain taps out a rhythm, thunder a drum.
There is something exciting about a storm.
No deadlines, no troubles, no stress, no delays,
I crave tranquility to fill all my days.
But goals, dreams and adventure cause me to thrive.
Noise, problems and pressure prove I am alive.
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