Man's nature:
Bills are due and Deadlines unmet
as we run around
Never stopping to glance around
Always Going round and round
with no place to go
and Not enough time
to wait and hear the peace of life.

Nature's peace:
Clouds float gingerly
as the Sun sets
through Pictorial landscapes
while Waves are crashing
through Endless nights
under illuminated stars and moon
to wait and see a brand new day frozen in Time.

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