Today, life is hardly inching along
There’s an absence of worry
Of urgency’s, boasting war cry

Leveled, by a wisp of euphoria
Stillness is rising
As idle time floats by, serene

I struggle to lift, these dull arms and legs
And why bother?
When the shades and the ballads of spring
Have borne a new verse

In a Saturday’s charm
On a raft, full of triumph and joy
I am brought back to life and to love,
Again and again

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